In case anyone is interested……
Hello? Is anyone there?
Well, I’m going to go ahead anyway. An uninterested room has never really been something to stop me seeing as I mostly talk just to hear my own damn voice. (See! there I go again!) You can’t see it but Susin & Steve are both probably rolling their eyes violently right now……
11days and I will say goodbye to my car forever. My only mode of transport will be Lola Gold, my smarmy 1960’s vintage Phillips cruiser which you can drool over here. I am fine about this transition but will be weeping uncontrollably once that asshole Jack Frost reappears.
16 days until I am rendered unconscious while four wisdom teeth are being ripped from my mouth and these little fuckers are hanging on for dear life. They’ve burrowed a lovely little suburban area into my jaw, complete with a JC Penny and a couple of drive thru liquor stores. I have already begun petitioning to be supplied with a larger than required drug supply because that’s the kind of girl I am.
34 days until I am on vacation. I shall sit on the beach with my dog, consume triple my body weight in beer & wine and obsesses just a little more about the upcoming move. If it rains I hereby dissolve myself of any responsibility for my homicidal actions.
69 days until we move. I must pace myself in this area. Spending 1/3 of my work day looking at lamps on line really is excessive at this point in the game. I also must slow down on the purchases for the new place because I can ill afford it. Mostly though, it’s because I have no where left to put anything. I have already rendered my kitchen table useless and Steve won’t let me start packing as of yet because apparently boxing up stuff that you use every single day 69 days prior to moving is “obnoxious.”
As most of you know, I am not really a “waiting” type of person so this should be much like swallowing live parasites and watching them fester deep withing your internal organs fun.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
