My stomach is in knots right now. Yesterday, I was in such a hurry that I accidentally locked my keys in the apartment. I went to the law firm downstairs (one of the attorney's is the landlord) and asked if they had a spare key (Mark said he gave them one). The secretary went into his office and all I could hear was, "I'm busy!!! I don't have the f***ing time to worry about a f**ing key!!!" While I wasn't at all surprized by his obnoxious behavior (I've worked for lawyers for 12 years) I was worried that it would reflect on Mark. His secretary Sherri said she's used to it. One of the nicer lawyers managed to find a ladder. He climbed up and unlocked one of our windows.

Mark called this morning and asked me when I'd have the rent. I told him I'd have to make 2 installments. I asked him if he was mad at me for locking myself out and involving the a-hole. He said no, it probably would've been better to just call a locksmith and write a check, but I don't have that kind of money. He said it wasn't my fault and he was SURE he'd hear about it from the a-hole when he got home. He also said that he's not sure how much longer he'll be staying in CT, because he's having a difficult time rounding up projects (work) in CT.

I'm also panicking because I didn't expect him back in CT for at least a week or so. Turns out he's coming in either tonight or tomorrow night. I'm worried that he'll be mad about Molly (I know, my own fault).

Oh well, just needed to vent a little. Will let you know what happens. Why can't my life ever go smoothly???? God's testing me once again!!