
I've finally got some new poeple moved into my rental, but it's taken two months to get everything back to some state of being able to support human life: Painters, Drywallers, Plumbers, and people to lay carpet; Placing Ads, Answering Callers, Seeing Lawyers. So help me these jerks are going to pay for being assholes. Maybe I should just pay to have someone go beat them with sticks every day for the next four years.
I've missed all the fun stuff I usually do this time of year:
The Iowa State Fair - I was really looking forward to chasing the PORK Queen around the Ag building. I heard the treat to eat this year was "chocolate dipped bacon"! OMG I can just see that as "Death on a Stick". I'll have two please, and a funnel cake. Hurry UP, you think theses walking tacos and turkey legs are going to eat themselves?!?!
Wilson Orchard - The Song of September Apples have ripened and fallen off the tree two weeks ago. DAMN IT! I bet Mrs. Wilson has run out of Homemade Apple turnovers too.
Bowling - I've become a bowling nut. I got a ball, a bag, and some shoe. My score would be better if I had more time to practice. Instead I'm working on the RENTAL!
TKD - I've spend all my weeknights working on rental issues. I really want to want to kick someone. I know some smug people who need a foot in their ass.
Now, I can't put everything in September on the rental house. This semester, every course on the schedule ran. Which mean I'm way over the load limit for this semester. The only positive is lots of bonus pay. Maybe I can get the kids something nice, or maybe a new computer for the office at school. However, the local massage pallor has a two girls in a hot tub special. Ninety dollars for one hour. Maybe I should park myself in a hot tub with some daiquiris for about eight hours.
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