Sometimes its the little things...........

A lot of you know that I am a firm believer that little things make life worth living. I use that belief everyday in a lot of different aspects of life. At work it is patting someone on the back for a job well done. With the boys its hugs and prayers before bed. When I am involved with someone, its making dinner together or a simple night by the fire. I am a little things kind of guy. Today, I must say, little things were not my friends.

A lot of issues at the jobsite today. nothing major, but a whole lot of small fires to put out. Between issues with the caterer to portable toilets not being serviced, everyone seemed to have a little gripe to hit me with today. And they were one right after another, from the time I got to the plant til the time I left. My work blackberry apparently got tired of ringing because it quit at the end of the day. So my evening was spent at the verizon store, where they could do nothing to help me, and checking into the new hotel, an adventure in and of itself. But at last, the day is drawing to a close and I settle in knowing that in 24 hours I will be home, in my own bed, relaxing.

Shout out to Brad Stefanov, there are you happy? lol

By the way, my guys learned the hard way that a hot power washer will indeed peel the Belfor decals right off of an F-150. Tack a few hundred on my job cost to have them redone. Nice.

Until Friday (probably won't blog after the drive home tomorrow) adios and vaya con Dios

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