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Well people, miracle of miracles I’m writing a post. Was that a sentence? Was there supposed to be a comma in there? Truly I have no idea.
Sort of ironic considering that my mother was a high school English teacher and I know NOTHING about grammar at all. For example, that past sentence was a fragment. I know that because there’s a green, squiggly line underneath it in Microsoft word, which is the program that I still use even though I have a Mac.
After all, I sort of know that program so why would I learn another??
Anyways, I’ve accomplished quite a few things this week. Let me put an * (asterisk) next to that and say FOR ME!
First I have gone back and forth to the furniture market a few times to get a new rug for our family room. That’s because Tucker (I sure do miss him) peed all over the old rug so many times that it was beyond stained and smelly and basically unusable.
However, I am trying to get the smell out so that Daniel can use it next year in his apartment. Why would I want to get him a decent rug since he’s living with a couple of guys and you know how that is?
We shall see; apparently it still smells. It might end up in the trash. I also did my paperwork, which is what the MIRACLE was all about.
Then I’m planning on doing my insurance but I thought I’d write a post first since I haven’t written shit lately.
Also next week I’m going out of town to a blogging conference which seems ridiculous since I barely blog but I’ve made a few friends so I’m sure it’ll be fun. Then Kevin is meeting me and we’re having a bit of a break and I told him I was allowing him on my vacation and then he murdered me.
He actually didn’t but really; I take a bunch of breaks (from doing nothing) and he rarely takes a break (from doing it all) so now I doubt much will get done in the world.
Daniel is almost done with his junior year and he hasn’t really shared his schedule except to say he might be home at some point but who knows when and where and why and how.
Basically, he will walk in when we’re gone and set off the alarm. That’s what I’m assuming will happen. Then he’ll get arrested since he doesn’t know the code or password. Bye, bye Daniel.
I’m light years behind in insurance and I mostly don’t care but Kevin asked me a question about it the other day and I looked at him with a blank look on my face but the look on his face wasn’t blank so I sort of need to clear that mess up right??
Other than that I’m still sane (sort of), keeping it together (barely), eating like shit (constantly) and obviously funny as hell.
I’ll try to post some next week but as you know, I suck. Sorry about that.