I've been back and forth on the phone for the last 45 mins. and I'm about to hurt someone. Here's how it started.

10:00 am - Sam's mother leaves voicemail that she wants to get picnic table from Jessica's mother's house. I don't know what the rush is, they've had it for over a year, nobody needs it right now, but she wants it...today.

10:15 am - return Sam's mom's call. Tell her that I have to wait until after 4 to call Jessica for address to pick up picnic table.

4:10 pm - call Jessica, who is pregnant and irritable, and tell her Kim wants the picnic table. Jessica is pissed, says she can't drop everything at the last moment to meet her for said picnic table, her parents won't be home, and she'll be at the doctors taking some baby-related class.

4:30 pm - still listening to Jessica bitch about Samson (her puppy), Jesse (the father of her child), Ericka (her sister and housemate), being pregnant (two months to go), the weather...

4:40 pm - hang up with Jessica and call Kim. Kim is pissed that they can't just go and pick up the table. Ironically I know that there's no way in hell that they would let someone pick something up from their own yard if they were not present, seeing as how everything is a security issue (in the last nine months my windows have been nailed shut and my garage has a huge lock on it...I didn't want either...but heck, I just live there). I hear her cell ring. Fortunately, she has to hang up with me...

4:45 pm - Stacy calls me. I discuss situation, she agrees with me and is glad that she doesn't have to have her boyfriend help with wretched table. I bitch to her about everyone giving me attitute...it's not even my flipping table.

4:50 pm - I start blogging to blow off steam.

4:55 pm - I see red light blinking on work phone. Dread listening to message. Yup, Kim left a voicemail. I'm guessing she wants to come over and get the box spring that she's wanted from the kids room. I'm not answering her call. This is my one damn night off and I am NOT going to deal with this crap today.

Now I'm completely pissed. What the hell is this? Why must she hound the living hell out of me to get everything and anything that once belonged to Sam TODAY? Who cares if Todd has the weight bench. He's had it for over four years! Does anyone need it? It's not going anywhere for gosh sakes. Let him have it! You had all summer to get the picnic table! Why do I have to call MY friends and get yelled at because you want it right this second?

I need a drink.