Wow, I can't believe its been 2 weeks since I last updated. Where does the freakin time go? Anyway, we successfully moved to our new place. Its been unpleasant, as a move always it, but we had excellent movers who were very fast and in the end only cost a little over half of what I had budgeted. On Friday we attempted to do laundry for the first time in the new place and I guess something had happened to the hose on our washer during the move and boy, did we have a heck of a flood. At 12:30 in the morning Paul woke me up out of a dead sleep to help mop up the living room carpet while he tried to shut off the water. The washer was out of commission on Saturday and we hadn't done laundry in so long that every stitch of my clothing, all the towels and all the bedding were filthy so Paul came down to my work and read on the couch in our waiting room while the laundry did its thing in our coin operated laundry room. Then we went to Wal-Mart and Paul got some supplies to fix the washer...they didn't work so he had to go back to Wal-Mart and buy new hoses and that worked, thank the Lord. Unfortunately we had to spend a fortune on coins for the machines and on the new supplies, plus Paul had to spend half his weekend fixing the dang washer. But I was deeply impressed that he did it all by himself in the end.
Other than that most things seem to be okay in this place (except for the unleashed pitbull that roams around the neighborhood and this morning nosed through all our garbage so I had to go out and rebag all the nasty leftovers and crap. SO MAD, I was) I'm probably 75% unpacked, if I had to guess.
On another note, my little Waffles AKA the biggest Boston Terrier in the Whole Wide World, is turning two years old today. In dog years he is now a full grown man although he still acts and looks very, very puppy like. Just over the past few weeks though his destructive habits have taken a turn for the better so we are hopeful that he is truly becoming a grown-up. Smeagol hopes so too since she is an old lady of six and would rather have a warm body to sleep next to rather than a giant annoyance who always wants to play tug-of-war. Waffles is a darling dog and we couldn't be happier that we got him, he was meant to be in our family.
I have so many other things that I would like to say, both good stuff and bad stuff but I'll leave it at this for now. This blog is so important to me but I never expected to be this busy when I started the darn thing. Hopefully one day I'll get better at updating again and that it won't always only be just updates without real content.
Now, go out and finish your stinkin' holiday shopping, people.
2 comments:
The "unleashed" dogs that roam the neighborhood send me into a TOTAL PSYCHO RAGE! I never really had that problem in cities i've lived in (well, except for Bangkok where thousands roam in mangy packs), but man, in rural areas, the rules are so different. They just roam the streets, inflicting damage willy nilly, and no one seems to give a shit.
What's worse, is our next door neighbor feeds EVERY FUCKING feral cat in the area, and trust me, that's a LOT! I'm trying to teach Tonks to chase them out of the yard, so far, with varied results.
Glad to hear the move is done, and kudos to Paul for fixin' the washer!
I have very few gifts left to buy, we've been busy with online shopping! Hope you had a great Thanksgiving and have a wonderful Holiday season as well.
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