I can't drive fifty-five

Oops. Wednesday morning was one of those where I got up a little on the late side. I ended up getting to work about forty-five minutes late. Brandon was already here working. I was going to have to leave a little bit early to get to HazMat training on time. So, I will be working an extra hour tomorrow.

I e-mailed my insurance company about the damage to the truck. They are starting a claim on it. It will cost me two hundred and fifty dollars. That is what makes me the most mad about the situation. I am also dealing with the loan situation. With the appraiser now saying the house is not worth as much, I have no idea what I will get in a loan. It might only be enough for the heating system to be installed, or maybe only enough to pay off the credit cards. What every the case is, I need it to happen before I go broke.

I was so tired as the day wore on that I was ready to fall asleep standing. I was leaving a little bit early for HazMat training. I cruised to my house and got ready, and then I was off to Pullman, and of course people do not pay attention to the fact the speed limit was increased from fifty-five to sixty miles per hour. People still do five under. That is so frustrating. For all the hard work I put in driving and speeding, I was about five minutes late to training.

We were working with some of our new tools, including a weather station, and a spectrometer. The spectrometer cost about fifty-seven thousand dollars. It was a really neat machine. A sample of the unknown is applied and it will tell you what it is.

I ate dinner once we got back to station two. Then I went to my office and downloaded some new MP3's to my Pocket PC. Then I got back and went to bed.