A Little About Me...

I'm just a 31 year old chick from Rhode Island, married to a Canadian, tattooed, childfree, and a World of Warcraft addict. I fancy myself a photographer, or an artist, but who am I kidding - I count pills and sell drugs to junkies.

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I write about everything. If you don't like it, if it's too personal, if you don't want to hear it, if it offends you, if it's about you, I don't care.

I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

Break time!

After getting not one but two notes from the maintenance man about how we’re not supposed to have an a/c in the bedroom because it’s a fire hazard in the window and could leak into the apartment downstairs (don’t get me started on my dislike of having to remove the a/c), and with the forecast for the rest of the week looking hotter and more humid than ever this year, we broke down and brought the fuzz-butts to Mom’s house. They’re in the new place where it’s cool, with the a/c and Mom checking on them (although Chaucer does have the option of going up stairs). We’re gonna go over there tomorrow and visit and possibly bring some boxes over.

Sunday we’ll be having loads of fun packing up the truck and unpacking it. With any luck it won’t be a difficult move and we’ll get everything done in a minimal amount of time. The living room is done. Aside from the piles of clothes all over the place, that is, but they’ll be shoved into bags tomorrow. The bedroom is done as well (I think), leaving just the kitchen that needs to be cleaned out. Woohoo! We’re almost done!

Now if only this heat would let up, since it’s currently about 90F out there at the moment.

Moving Plans

A Sunday like any other, with the exception of the fact that we cleaned up a bit. Eddie went through the spare room and emptied out a bunch of boxes/totes, and now we’ve got 1 pile of clothes to keep and 2 piles of things to throw out. I’m going through the pants and things and making skirts from jeans and shorts. Whatever ones are too small will get sold.

Like he says, the big fridge will get left here, same with the kitchen set (the table and chairs came with the apartment, and Mom has one ready for us when we move out). The big couch also came with the house, so that’s staying as well. The loveseat and chaise are at least 20 years old (my dad got them when I was 15 from a friend who redecorated his house every few years or so, so I estimate they’re about 20 or so), complete crap at this point and would be horrible to try to get out of here because they’re big and bulky and have no way to hold onto them (no feet). The bureau comes with us, as will the computer desks, bookcases, TV stand, and coffee table. There’s a desk in the bathroom that I’m undecided on, and a cheap dresser Eddie bought that I’m not fond of because the drawers don’t work very well.

Tomorrow (technically today, thanks to the Spring Ahead deal) I’m going to East Providence to do some training and hand over the animals. Then I pick up Eddie, and we stop to pick up some food for dinner, and have a good night in.

Hey Eddie, ya think we could make it a great night in with an encore performace of tonight’s activities?

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