So sleepy

Salvage

Ranting Part 2

I thought my previous rant was complete, but that was until things got worse. So let me finish. Part of the copper wire was stolen from my other house, so that none of the outlets in the basement work and neither does the stove. The water pipes burst not in one, but in three places, including behind the shower wall. Oh and I came home tonight to find that the air conditioning in my new house is not working. Its a balmy 83 degrees and its the cool part of the day. Tomorrow afternoon should be fun.

But I guess I should be happy, in a few days I'll probably be posting about the leak in the roof and how the transmission or clutch in the car is shot out.

Please let there be no leak and let our cars run properly. Please. Pretty pretty please.

Space

Cuteness

Ranting

Today was one of those days where things just do not go right. The snooze on the alarm didn't work, I nearly tripped over my own flip flop when it came off my foot at an unfortunate time, I hit somebody with a door, the store I went to at 10:30 was closed even though they open at 10, Oz tried to escape out the front door into the night, my other house won't sell, it has a broken water pipe, a washed out drive, and up until a few hours ago, a five foot snake living in it. Oh, and despite the multiple phone calls and visits I have made to the financial aid office at school, my loans are still fucked. There is still 1/2 hour left of the day, maybe I should go to sleep now and avoid any other mishaps which may occur.

On the bright side though, my roses are blooming, the kitties are napping, and tomorrow I can sleep in.

Sorry for the rant, but sometimes a girl just needs to get it out there.

Mushroom Love

Had dinner with my sugarplums tonight. It will be the last night I get to have some alone time with him for a little while, as he is venturing off to Georgia in a week to relist our "mountain vacation home" with a realtor. Fingers crossed that it will sell this time. Hopefully I will just lose my shirt in the deal and not my shirt and my pants and my shoes. . .

We started the meal off with a deee-licious portobello tapas, that the table next to us sent to our table. They were passing on the mushroom love and it was greatly appreciated.