The guy in front of me was all pissed off, waving his hands, shouting, and finally spun a U-ie (sp?) and drove off yelling, flinging gravel with his spinning wheels. The construction guy called in his license plate.
I moved up and just waited, listening to music, appreciating the weather, and watching the construction.
And I drove home at a safe speed. Uncommon.
But now I'm home and my mom starts enumerating a dozen things I have to deal with, the most unpleasant of which includes writing a resume which the cyber liability insurance people are now requiring to have on file. Totally pisses me off. I work for myself... I shoudln't have to write a resume.
Email's piling up ... certain people aren't doing things they said they would ... I have 20 projects to do and not sure which to start on ... *sigh*
Now that I'm back in Portland I need to re-start the house search.