Good afternoon, lovelies.
This weekend was aiight… well, for the most part. Besty is having a melt down and wants to move out. I’ve been helping Besty try to find an apartment/other living situation where she can have her cat and her plants. Her cat, Caspie, is indoor/outdoor, so she wants a place with some yard that’s not near a too major road.
Also, she’s got a lot of shit. Furniture like whoa.
Sewing supplies, desks, art supplies, etc….
Well, she is an art teacher, so that makes sense.
I’ve been browsing Trulia, Zillow, and Craigslist.
We did find one we really liked — a kind of studio deal near a park with a lake in town, but it got snatched up real quick.
I’ve found a 2br/1ba duplex, that if I weren’t on a lease I’d jump for. Looks like it might slightly be in the ghetto… but nothing some sprucing up and some plants might do.
Actually, I found it on Google Street View. Not ghetto in the slightest. In a decent neighborhood and close to her work.
Besty’s very, very aesthetic and works very hard to beautify her surroundings.
Seriously… she should flip houses.
But, yeah. Rough weekend for her.
I kind of hate being stuck in the middle of those to — being the only rational voice. Like, Motorhead will vent to me… the Besty will… and if you were put the two on a Venn Diagram, nothing of what they say will overlap. It’s like they’re telling two different stories.
Other than that, not much exciting going on.
S.O. hasn’t heard back from the place. Which I kind of expected.
I got drunk on bourbon and called my dad. That was fun.
He was hiding out at my other nana’s (his mom) away from the “slave drivers” and drinking a beer with my uncle (the one that lives in a refurbished school bus off the grid and rides a bicycle with a motor kit).
Also, I figured out why I felt so damned crappy.
Kind of irritating actually.
There hasn’t been any pollen alerts popping up… but damn it all, there’s oak pollen everywhere.
It’s like, the weather cools off, and suddenly all of nature thinks it’s mating season again or something.
Just ugh. Save it for the spring, okay!
Different note: I’ve mentioned this a few times, albeit cryptically… or maybe not so much. Whatever. As it gets closer to the big day, my 20 Something Existential Crisis will be over. I’m moving on and moving over to a new site, strictly dedicated to my 30’s — I want it to have a different tone and vibe. Also, with going back to school and trying to do the grown up thing where I dedicate myself to more than the xbox and drinking by myself.
I’ve been doing work on it and I can’t wait to share it with you.
I’ll post the link when it’s time.
Also, ya’ll are so dang awesome.
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