December turned out to be a busy-ass month. If it’s any consolation, I thought of nothing but you, my faithful blog pals. OK, I lied a little with that last bit, but I often thought of all y’all and occasionally, I had moments of inspiration that went like this, “oh . . . hilarious . . . I should post about that.” And then I’d proceed to completely forget about it.
Anyhow, over the month of December, I completed a F. U. C. K. I. N. G. H. U. M. U. N. G. O. U. S. closure report and became sick as a dog.
Actually, I don’t often get sick so when I do, I don’t fuck around. This was one of the worst of the mothers of all head colds anyone could imagine. I was solidly in bed for about a week. When I finally mustered the gumption to haul my arse out of bed and go to work, last Thursday, I took a look at my environment and found this sad situation:
On the floor around my bed, there was a sea of soiled snot rags. Actually, a box and a half worth of them. In case you were wondering, they take up a lot more space out of the box than in it. On one side of my bed there was (here’s where the wheels came off the bus with the red wine pickled writing)
In other news, I found a condominium that I may actually make an offer for. Maybe not. I’m scared witless about it. Most people I know have a significant other jumping with them which spreads out the risk. And most of the people I know who go it alone, at least have parents who can offer an assist if things become overwhelming. In this case, it's just me. That makes me extremely cautious and hesitant with large purchases. I want my mommy (seems to be my fall back position when I’m sick or scared).
That's all for now. I have more up my sleeves, so stay tuned!
12 comments:
"Muster up the gumption" goes straight in at number one in my list of phrases to try to work into phone conversations, Fresh. Thanks for that one.
And buying property alone simply rocks! I love that my house is totally mine and I can make my own rules. Too cool. Go for it!
I have a friend who will occasionally text message a word challenge to me that I am tasked with seamlessly dropping into coversation as much as I can on that day. Imagine my dismay at having to work avuncular into my vernacular without looking like a complete asshole at a Reverend Horton Heat concert.
I've lived alone for most of my adult life. As a result, I'm an alpha dog in my living space. I can just imagine what being the owner of said space would do to me. I've been looking for a couple of years and the market won't ever get better here. Yikes . . .
Ooooh...you MUST buy a place. How else can I come over with housewarming booze and lovely nibbly cheesy things...
You're right, for buyers, the market is probably the best it's ever going to be.
Might I inquire where? Not specifics, but what town? If W'ham, there are some spectacular deals - all these new construction duplexes with all the bells and whistles, and more bang for your buck space-wise than a lot of surrounding towns...and HALF the property taxes as Watertown...
Avuncular's easy for me, Fresh, as I'm of an age when it describes me to a tee.
A workmate and I play that game at the office. We quickly got through all the swearwords and now challenge one another to use embarrassing phrases, such as "my brown cardigan", or "when I joined the caravan club …".
As I have no shame I am way ahead on points.
Andraste~ If I buy a place, I'll need all the consumable gifts I can get since I won't have two pennies to rub together to wish for a meal.
I'm all about W'ham. It's in easy walking distance to the Embassy Theatre and all the nightlife. I could never bring myself to buy something that is new. I prefer things that are close to a hundred years old. They have more character and soul and are easier to love. I'll keep you posted.
Dive~ Your shamelessness is much of your charm!
As is the fact that I'm close to a hundred years old.
Glad your back to health and back to blogging.
Did you throw away the snot rags yet? If not can I have them? It's for a....er....science project, yeah that's it, for my daughter....
Dive~ Stop! You aren't that old.
Ellie~ Thanks, sweetie. I'll try to keep you entertained.
Eddie~ I had a feeling you would be able to use soiled snot rags so I sent them along with the card. I hope they help.
Gack! I have that same cold. I caught it on the cruise ship,and it seems to have settled directly in my sinuses. Those tissues really do seem to expand amazingly once they are taken out of the hold.
Good luck with the possible condo purchase.
Welcome back to the land of the living. There's nothing like making major financial decisions whilst in the grips of a Nyquil haze. That seems to have been what happened to us.
Glad to see you back. My December was busy (and sickly) too.
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