What in the world have I gotten myself into? The Boss is making it almost impossible for me to enjoy the fact that in less than a month Iíll be part owner of The Kennel. (Itís actually not a kennel, by the way, but for journal purposes I plan to keep up the charade.)
His difficult son Tim canít get along with his (that is, the Bossís) girlfriend Julie. Tim is putting up the money. Julie is doing all the work to get the legal, insurance and government ducks in a row (so to speak). She was going to be the bookkeeper and handle all the payables and receivables. That was until Tim started insulting and antagonizing her.
The Boss couldnít keep the peace, so apparently Julie is out. Since we havenít found anyone to replace her (and I think the Boss is secretly hoping sheíll change her mind), guess who gets to do all the extra work that she would have done. That would be me.
Itís really hard to say Iím excited about the new project, now that I know about all this. It was offered to me, this share in the Kennel, as a reward for my years of service. Or maybe it was offered as a bribe to get me to do a lot of extra work. Whatever the case, Iím not having fun these days.