Hoof in Mouth Disease

...or where B opens her yap and buys herself a whole lot more work.

I called my case manager (Aka Strawberry Shortcake) to ask if I had received permission to take Pixie out of state for her (sort of) sister's graduation

and she didn't know yet

we chatted for a minute and then I said,

"next time you come see us we'll be in the house"

she followed up with "have you had your inspection?"

and I chirped -- "no, I asked X and she told me we could do it later"

pause pause pause

and then she ended the conversation

a few minutes later she called me back

her supervisor (who still isn't as high up as X) vetoed this

and now

even though my movers arrive at 8am
I am being inspected at new house

at 1030am

while the furniture is still being moved into my house

all because

I'm a dope

now

big picture

I can just say, "yes -- I'll get that done"
because I have the mother of all excuses

but

it's one more stressor that I didn't need

That is all

off to dreamland

where hopefully I will NOT be in a boat on rough seas with a dozen water spouts all around us trying to crush our little boat

because that dream was loads of fun.