Oh Lawd but we’re going out tonight…seriously getting out of the box. Back to where it all started for gert and I…cowboys! Ye. Fuckin. Haw.

It was a full day at work for me, Mgirl had the day off today lucky duck, and Gert was my personal shopper..bought me a suitably slutty top to wear with the skinny tight jeans….gulp. I just tried it on. Again. and took it off. again. methinks it’s a no go. maybe if I was about 5lbs less, or 5 drinks into the night…but not now. Feels too slutty. (holy crap. when did I become the girl who doesn’t want to feel too slutty???) Have on an appropriate top, black, slinky, shows off the girls enough. got the bright red snake skin boots just ready to put on…buckle up kids. It’s gonna be a night!!

Tomorrow am meeting dad at my house. Showing it to him for the first time, and hopefully my heat and air guy will come take a cookie lookie and give me some estimates. Seige is out of town, so the plumbing stuff will have to take another day. Monday, am going down to the psych hospital to visit my friend who dropped his basket. I talked to him last night for about three minutes. He sounded dead inside. One word, one syllable answers at best. I don’t know if he even really wants to see me. Will keep you updated on that.

alrighty then. that’s it from here. wish me luck. these jeans are needing some attention!!

You Are a Red Crayon

Your world is colored with bright, vivid, wild colors. You have a deep, complex personality – and you are always expressing something about yourself. Bold and dominant, you are a natural leader. You have an energy that is intense… and sometimes overwhelming. Your reaction to everything tends to be strong. You are the master of love-hate relationships. Your color wheel opposite is green. Green people are way too mellow to understand what drives your energy.

What Zelda Means

You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience. You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along. But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it’s hard to get you to budge. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don’t get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality. You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic “Type A” personality.

man, they got that organized part wrong, eh???

It’s not a bastard house.
I love it.
My taxes are ready to be prepared. Files have been made, stacks have been stacked, things have been secured by paper clips. We’ll see what tomorrow brings!

damn. it’s amazing what being productive can do for the voices! it’s freezing ass here so am sippin on a mug o cider, working on sis’s shower invites. bonusmom is goiing to do the printing and mailing tomorrow. it’s short notice, but hey, it’s something. mostly family on the invite list so it should be ok. at least she’ll get some new stuff!!

am gathering the livestock and taking to the bed. night all.

You guys are so great with the comments. I want to be great with leaving mine, and seem to fail miserably. I will do better.

Ok, today is a better day. The voices took a big helping of shut the fuck up today and we got some stuff done. In turn, I have many projects to do. Tonight. Had a meeting with my mortgage broker. (he’s also one of my best good friends)Apparently, my W2 and my tax return didn’t match up. Where else did I work he asks? nowhere. ever. since the day i finished school. FUCk. 10,000 is missing somewhere. So I cal the office and in turn call our tax guy and get him to fax all W2’s to Yarzi’s office. Then we figure out that the missing moola was from when I worked at the Quail Springs salon and apparently I only took over the N Penn salon paperwork. PFFFFFFFFF. Small anxiety. Done. THEN he says, you still need 05 taxes. (ex him still has never called me back about that) OR get 07 done PRONTO and we can use those. Righto. Home early (should be there till 8) to dig thru shoe boxes and sort piles and get stuff ready to take to Metro Tech tomorrow, where they do it for FREE! PFFFFFFFFTTTT. THEN……(this is about where I almost kicked him squaw in the nuts) he says you were married??? Uh, yeah. for about five minutes. (total of five years together for those that don’t know. I’m not a brittney)Well he needs a copy of the divorce decree.

DO ANY OF YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE MY DIVORCE DECREE IS BECAUSE I SURE THE FUCK DONT!!!!!

So in the morning am heading to El Reno to get my copy lf bla blab la alalalalalalalal I’m not even listening anymore. I hate for you to have to read all of it!!! GOD it’s annoying. I’m ready to give that bastard house back and go bite my pillow.

Tonight, am doing the invites for sis’s shower. and pouring thru boxes.

Here’s the bright moment in the day. Spence came in two days early for his cut. It’s always the best part of my day when he’s here. Again, I’ll say could just eat him up with a spoon. He’s leaving for DC on Friday and has promised to steal many trinkets and tchockies for me. Good stuff.

Halakaleem and Happy Humping Day. I’m not crazy. I’m just buying a house. And doing my taxes. And would rather be getting drunk with Geroge.

sorry for the downer post. it seems as if the voices in my head are all standing at the front requiring my attention. i’ll give you a few examples. ten to be exact.

10)the house voice. . . it’s all encompassing. will i get it? can i afford it? when can i start working? what will i do? what colors will I paint? what projects will I start? what projects will i be able to afford? it’s a loud voice.

9.) the baby shower voice…giving my sis a shower on the 2nd. the sunday after maegen’s birthday party that we’ve been planning for eons. have a list for this and have begun crossing things off so while this voice is loud, it’s not a screamer.

8.) the weigh in voice…took last week off from working out and even though i went back tonight i just feel flop.

7.) the my college bff voice…his voices won and he’s in the hospital. tonight I hear he is better, more clear with his thoughts. Am going to try to see him this weekend maybe. if his wife will put me on the visitor list. that’s a big if.

6.) the grandpa voice. Bonusmom updated me tonight. apparently papa went into the hospital for pneumonia a few days ago. he’s back at the home now but apparently the doctors have suggested hospice. . . which means about 6 months.

5.)the get the income taxes done voice. I have receipts in shoe boxes and organization needs so great that those guys on the hgtv show would melt down.

4.)the boy voice…though this voice is one of the quietest it still talks to me quite a bit and lately it’s saying things i don’t want to hear.

3.)the dad voice. loud fucker. will be seeing him on sunday for a house tour.

2.)the lonely voice. another screamer. we need a gag ball for this one please! all I took from the house were the handcuffs and the riding crop so will have to find a substitute to quieten down this one.

1.) the escape voice. maybe the loudest of them all, the only one i hear over the cacophony that is this choir of mine. dear god make me a bird so i can fly fly far far away.

breathe in breathe out

so much in my brain. swimming, swirling, spinning around.

Hindsight being what it is, I didn’t need the inspection backup that was my friend. I arrived along with my realtor, the seller of the house and our two guys. termite inspection and house inspection. It was a little uncomfortable but bottom line she wants to get rid of this house. She knows since I’m an FHA loan, there will be seriously stipulations regarding the water heater, the furnace etc. After the realtor and seller left, it was me and the inspector there for another hour. He went over things freely with me and that’s awesome. He was great. I feel really great about the work that he did. We now wait for his report, and we figure out what must be fixed and what can be let go as cosmetic stuff.

Found my tax stuff from last year, but since the inspection ran long didn’t get it to the guy. That will wait till tomorrow. I have a sinking feeling that the year previous I was on Ex-Him’s taxes as a dependent. I think. We did that a few times because I made zero to no money…huh. I left him a voicemail but didn’t hear back from him. Will have to call tomorrow.

I need a secretary.
I didn’t work out as Aunt Flo arrived wielding a fat sword so am home in my soft clothes, watching my boyfriend Anthony Bourdain with back to back eps. Halakaleem!

I need prayers for my friend, ya’ll. J.M. was my split apart when I was in college. Where there was one there was the other. He was my soul. My best of my best. He had a mental breakdown this weekend and is currently in lockdown in a psych ward at a hospital. I just got an update from our go-to girl down there and she said he was better today. He’s there for at least 10 days. He needs prayer and energy and light. Send some his way please. Life is so fragile.

I have had the worst temptation for pop this weekend. Seriously. But have stayed strong. Am about to go have some bubbly lemonade (crystal lite and club soda!) I think though, instead of my soft pants, I put on my cranky pants because I’m just annoyed by everything right now. grrrr.

My camera…well it did have a battery that came with. Do those die? this soon? I no comprende. just got this camera in September of 07. Anyone have a clue?

Ok man, I’m out. Handful of ibuprofin downed by a nice glass of wine. just what the doctor ordered. It’s certainly better than the alternative eh? flop.

Almost 1pm and I’m already annoyed. and just plain pissed off.

My new shiny pink camera isn’t working. Not when I plug it in th juice up. not when I plug it into the computer. nada. Fuck.

My mortgage broker called. STILL NEED more information. not just the w2’s now, but the whole of the tax stuff. now, this wouldn’t be a big deal if i weren’t living out of boxes. And damn it!! Ask me for all this shit at once instead of bit by bit and piece by piece. Just when I think we’ve got all we need and can proceed with finding me some money, flop. It’s wearing me out a little.

To top it off, my back up for the inspection sent me a text, THE DAY OF- AN HOUR BEFORE to cancel her attendance. Too busy. payroll. fine. but we knew payroll was today last week when I could have made arrangements for other backup. The back up of MY choosing. Now, here we are an hour before and “oh damn. too busy. will catch up next time.”

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFZTTTTTTTTTTTTT.

BUGGER BUGGER BUGGER SOD OFF BUGGER.

how’s your monday?
I’m going to dig thru boxes.
bugger.

Today is “INSPECTION DAY” 2pm. Cross fingers and say prayers that it is a good little house and that all goes well!

what a great weekend! Hung out with Mgirl and B and ScottyRingo and Seige on Friday night. There really should be a camera that follows us around. Things are just funnier when we are together. Truly.It was a crappy rainy weekend, and thankfully the temps were just one to two degrees warmer than necessary or we would have seen another ice storm. Things were a little tense for about an hour there!

Thought we would just have a night in on Saturday but that never sounds as good at five o’clock as it does at nine a.m.!! Mgirl and I went to dinner at Texas Roadhouse then hung out at the bar for a bit. Good things all around. She won a bet on a basketball game, I got to see Ex-Kid and her BF. They are building a house. We all talked and hugged and spent crazy time, a shot or two between us. It was good to see her.

Yesterday was spent being lazy, doing laundry,napped, actually cooked dinner. (whole wheat pasta with sauce and mushrooms and red peppers, green beans and crusty bread) watched part of the Simpsons’ movie. Nice. Pretty much the same thing today. slept in, played on the computer, finished laundry. Dyson’d the carpets. BonusMom comes back tonight so the house is nice and shiney for her return. going to get ready and head to the city for the inspection, go by the supply place for a new flat iron (mine broke at work)hit the gym and the grocery store for the weeks provisions then home for the new week.

I’ll be back, I’m sure to inform you about the inspection. There’s something else I need to talk to you about, and ask for prayers and thoughts on but first Kirk, go check your myspace. Chrome, check your email.

I’m out for the minute ya’ll. I leave you with this…my dream team.

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