I cannot catch a break*, I swear.
Right now, I have a prehung door propped up against the rough opening that used to be my backdoor. It has been like that for two days as I have been too exhausted --having stayed up all night working 10 hour shifts-- to actually install the fucking thing.
And now it's raining, with possible snow to follow.
* Did I mention my identity was stolen last week? Did I mention I had to cancel a long delayed trip that should have occurred MONTHS ago but was finally set to occur this weekend? (The less that's said about that debacle, the better; it was a mild annoyance for the first six months of the year, and has been a source of seething rage ever since.) I know I mentioned that my house was almost destroyed....