Last Tues. Sterling found out that at 6am Mon. they were coming to rescan his inventory (a kind of reassurance that nothing else is missing after they fired the guy that guy that stole everything).
So he was at work from thurs thru mon from 5am to anywhere from 6pm to 9pm). To add to that on thurs morning when he was leaving (at 5am) he told me goodbye, i heard the garage door go up, and then i hear a thud!!! I decided to just lay there for a minute and see what came next. Sterling came back in to tell me that the garage door had buckled inbetween two panels and it had ripped all the screws out on the roller. Thus....no garage door.
Luckily on Friday Sterling found someone that would sell us JUST the garage door for a pretty cheap price and they delivered it in 1 hr. Fabulous, we think we are doing ok, sterling is gone alot, but after monday everything will be fine, he can put up the new door.
Well, It was also my weekend to work and I borrowed a Michael Jackson Number One Hits CD. from my friend at work so i can burn it to my ipod. Well it was late going home on sat. night and i knew sterling was asleep so i couldnt call and talk to him, so i decided to put the cd in my cd player. It went in.....and wouldnt play and wouldnt come out, NOTHING.
I decided i would just get online and try to buy the cd. Yep, still sold out everywhere!! I would have had to buy her 3 cd's to make up for all the songs that were on the one cd. My only option was to pack Emma up and go to Sterlings work and have him take out my radio (i have a built in 6 cd changer) and then take apart the cd player to get out the cd. Ok, but remember he is at work and has to help customer so this takes over 1 hr. and we are at a car parts store, not fun for mommy or baby.
To make this long story short, CD recovered, radio put back (no cd player though), inventory went great and Sterling didnt lose his job, and the following is Sterling dancing to Michael Jackson while putting up the new garage door, because who can not get up and dance to Michael Jackson.
