The Big M-O-V-E
For all of you who are wondering about the move. 1. Yes, I am all by myself (and, yes, I sang that part out loud) and 2. I am doing great all by myself (once again - singing it). 3. If you want more details, I'll be more than happy to give them to you in an email, I just don't want to post them for everyone and their dog (should they have a literate dog) to read.
Tag You're It
I've been tagged by The Exterminator and that post will have to wait until I'm less brain dead. Which should be about the year 2013. Actually I might be able to get to it tomorrow while I'm here between 12pm and 5pm waiting on the Dish Network dude/chick. The thing that annoys me about having to sit here for 5 hours waiting for the Dish Network dude/chick is that there is a Dish Network dude/chick that lives in this complex and is always parked 2 cars away from me.
Well, I'm not sure this is going to be the most thrilling place to live. It's actually pretty quiet. Um...there's a creek that runs beside the parking lot and if I was 10 I would so be in it playing. There's also a pool that has enough chlorine to whiten your dingiest whites. So far, it's been pretty uneventful. Not that I need excitement, but I mean a streaker or something would be nice. Thankfully, the woman below me who had the two yapping, whining dogs has moved on to bigger and better things and I wish her and her little demon puppies all the best. So I guess now all I have to do is wait for the Johnny Depp look-alike to move in. Fwig the Magnificent has neighbors that are totally more interesting than mine. And as soon as I get everything in its place and decorated, I'll post some pics of my new digs.
Life at the Office
I'm still working 12 hour days, but I got a raise. YAY! But, it has a stipulation. The owner told me that I didn't get my raise unless I went on vacation.
Now, I know that's a pretty good stipulation, but I don't know if I can take more than 1 or 2 days off at a time. I know that when I get back, I'll have a stack of work to catch up on. On the other hand, I know that if I don't take a vacation soon, I will seriously start beating people with my hole punch AND giving them paper cuts with post-it notes. Hot pink post-it notes, at that.
Now I just have to decide if I want to go somewhere for my vacation, or if I want to be a tourist in my newish hometown.
And now I'm just rambling, so I'll shut the heck up.
Babs - who just realized she completed and entire post without using the word f-u-c-k. I wonder if that will downgrade me to an R rating.