Adieu, adieu, parting is such sweet sorrow...
...not so much.
Changes are on the horizon again. More on that in a moment.
Teresa was finally taken care of, and NOT by Darrick. Found out that she did have a request that her remains be spread in the mountains, so hopefully, at some point this spring/summer, a hike will be planned, as will a celebration of her life. Things for the party had to be put on hold for a while, due to my circumstances. It's been difficult to try to do things when the only computer access I have is for a brief time at work, and when I'm home.
Since mid/late January, during the week (starting Sunday evenings), I've been staying at noturangel43's house, and coming home Friday afternoons. I've been getting rides to and from work from my friend Jared, and with it has been a schedule change. I've been getting into work for around 5am and getting out at or after 3. Fridays I get out earlier so I can head back to Manchester and have a bit more time at home. I'm unbelieveably grateful to Angel for letting me stay, and for Jared for carting my sorry ass back and forth to work. And for Nigel and evileric1971 for getting me back and forth from Manchester.
A few weeks ago, we our Chocolate Invasion. Compared to last year, this year's gathering was tiny - only 10 of us, including a month old baby. But it was a good time, and we pretty much ate ourselves silly. We even had some newbies, and some new friendships were made. I love when things like that happen. We had some great laughs, and a beautiful day to boot.
Now onto bigger stuff.
After just about 11 months, I'm moving again. The lease here is up the end of April, and the rent is going up anyways. And I've had enough of tolerating the roommates. Jen's pregnancy has given her another reason to do less around here than she already does, and Eric just doesn't do ANYTHING. Now, I don't doubt that pregnancy is not an easy thing. I understand that. But when you work part time, and you don't do ANYTHING when you ARE home, then no, it's not entirely from your pregnancy. You. Are. Fucking. LAZY. Because of what's going on with me, I've been working at least 50 hours a week. Then I get home, and I get to wash dishes THAT I DIDN'T USE, and clean up the kitchen and the bathroom (which gets REALLY disgusting, let me tell ya)?!?!?!? Yeah, no, I don't fucking think so. You both are fucking lazy. Now, mind you, I am no neat freak. My room is a mess, and was even before all this stuff with my license. I have clutter, and most of my possessions are in my room. But I don't have empty soda and rum bottles, and fast food bags, and dirty plates/bowls/cups in my room all over the floor, mixed with various dirty clothes. I haven't loaded the sink with dirty dishes, glasses, silverware, and various cooking utensils from the past week, and left the stovetop and counter absolutely DISGUSTING, and the floor with bits of food or whatever. And I won't get into describing the bathroom. But all I'm gonna say is this - Clorox bleach, and cleaners with bleach are my friends. The smell of the cleaners bother them, but you know what? Fuck 'em. I'd rather smell that then what it's been known to smell like. And I've finally gotten tired of it. I've gotten tired of "I can't clean MY dishes because you haven't cleaned YOURS" and that's between the two of them!! Oh, for fuck's sake - just clean them, and I mean CLEAN them so that they're not slimy/greasy feeling. These two can barely take care of themselves, and they're gonna have a kid. I am SCARED for this child.
Anyways...the apartment I've found is a one bedroom, and it's a real one bedroom - NOT a studio. It's not a huge place, but it's not tiny, either. The only thing tiny is the bathroom, but that's ok. I'm not one to spend a lot of time in there anyways. The apartment is still in Manchester, and quite frankly, I really like it in this city. Yes, moving to Nashua is more sensible, but for what my rent will be ($575/mo), I wouldn't be able to find that in Nashua, and I definitely don't want to wind up on the tree streets. The only utilities I'll have to cover is electricity and cable, and that'll be ok. My only thing is that my soon-to-be landlord wants me to be moved in by April 1st. I've explained to him the whole deal with my license, and he was really understanding, so he's giving me til the 2nd-3rd to be moved in. So that pretty much leaves me with next weekend to be packed up (or at least MOSTLY packed), and the weekend after, move. So yeah, I'll have a challenge on my hands, but I think it'll work out fine. And if anyone can lend a hand next weekend with packing, and/or the weekend of the move, it'd be great.
Ok...enough venting and such. I need to try to sleep.
Changes are on the horizon again. More on that in a moment.
Teresa was finally taken care of, and NOT by Darrick. Found out that she did have a request that her remains be spread in the mountains, so hopefully, at some point this spring/summer, a hike will be planned, as will a celebration of her life. Things for the party had to be put on hold for a while, due to my circumstances. It's been difficult to try to do things when the only computer access I have is for a brief time at work, and when I'm home.
Since mid/late January, during the week (starting Sunday evenings), I've been staying at noturangel43's house, and coming home Friday afternoons. I've been getting rides to and from work from my friend Jared, and with it has been a schedule change. I've been getting into work for around 5am and getting out at or after 3. Fridays I get out earlier so I can head back to Manchester and have a bit more time at home. I'm unbelieveably grateful to Angel for letting me stay, and for Jared for carting my sorry ass back and forth to work. And for Nigel and evileric1971 for getting me back and forth from Manchester.
A few weeks ago, we our Chocolate Invasion. Compared to last year, this year's gathering was tiny - only 10 of us, including a month old baby. But it was a good time, and we pretty much ate ourselves silly. We even had some newbies, and some new friendships were made. I love when things like that happen. We had some great laughs, and a beautiful day to boot.
Now onto bigger stuff.
After just about 11 months, I'm moving again. The lease here is up the end of April, and the rent is going up anyways. And I've had enough of tolerating the roommates. Jen's pregnancy has given her another reason to do less around here than she already does, and Eric just doesn't do ANYTHING. Now, I don't doubt that pregnancy is not an easy thing. I understand that. But when you work part time, and you don't do ANYTHING when you ARE home, then no, it's not entirely from your pregnancy. You. Are. Fucking. LAZY. Because of what's going on with me, I've been working at least 50 hours a week. Then I get home, and I get to wash dishes THAT I DIDN'T USE, and clean up the kitchen and the bathroom (which gets REALLY disgusting, let me tell ya)?!?!?!? Yeah, no, I don't fucking think so. You both are fucking lazy. Now, mind you, I am no neat freak. My room is a mess, and was even before all this stuff with my license. I have clutter, and most of my possessions are in my room. But I don't have empty soda and rum bottles, and fast food bags, and dirty plates/bowls/cups in my room all over the floor, mixed with various dirty clothes. I haven't loaded the sink with dirty dishes, glasses, silverware, and various cooking utensils from the past week, and left the stovetop and counter absolutely DISGUSTING, and the floor with bits of food or whatever. And I won't get into describing the bathroom. But all I'm gonna say is this - Clorox bleach, and cleaners with bleach are my friends. The smell of the cleaners bother them, but you know what? Fuck 'em. I'd rather smell that then what it's been known to smell like. And I've finally gotten tired of it. I've gotten tired of "I can't clean MY dishes because you haven't cleaned YOURS" and that's between the two of them!! Oh, for fuck's sake - just clean them, and I mean CLEAN them so that they're not slimy/greasy feeling. These two can barely take care of themselves, and they're gonna have a kid. I am SCARED for this child.
Anyways...the apartment I've found is a one bedroom, and it's a real one bedroom - NOT a studio. It's not a huge place, but it's not tiny, either. The only thing tiny is the bathroom, but that's ok. I'm not one to spend a lot of time in there anyways. The apartment is still in Manchester, and quite frankly, I really like it in this city. Yes, moving to Nashua is more sensible, but for what my rent will be ($575/mo), I wouldn't be able to find that in Nashua, and I definitely don't want to wind up on the tree streets. The only utilities I'll have to cover is electricity and cable, and that'll be ok. My only thing is that my soon-to-be landlord wants me to be moved in by April 1st. I've explained to him the whole deal with my license, and he was really understanding, so he's giving me til the 2nd-3rd to be moved in. So that pretty much leaves me with next weekend to be packed up (or at least MOSTLY packed), and the weekend after, move. So yeah, I'll have a challenge on my hands, but I think it'll work out fine. And if anyone can lend a hand next weekend with packing, and/or the weekend of the move, it'd be great.
Ok...enough venting and such. I need to try to sleep.