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[artofdrowning82]

i woke up this morning and it was cold as hell. I guess hell really isn't that cold, but you get the idea. I got up and turned on the oven so it could heat up and I fixed myself some cereal. We are suppose to have everything out of our apartment by today, but it doesn't look like that is going to happen. David has been sick and the rain has held us up quite a bit. In fact, I am doing some of the laundry right now. I'm going to head down to david's parents about noonish. Mom is suppose to pick me up this evening sometime. I need to go back to the apartment and do some last minute things but I can't do much of anything with Ethan there so it is really pointless. Well I do need to go back and get David his BDU's. Mom is coming to get me this evening and I guess I will be staying here until sunday evening. She really wanted me to stay the night down there tonight and she would pick me up in the morning, but I really don't know if I want to stay that long, especially since they have been sick. I'd like to wait for the germs to die down at least. And of course his mom has slept on the couch the entire time she has been sick so I guess its really good and contaminated by now. ::sighs:: She was cleaning up everything yesterday so I guess it will be somewhat safer today. Ethan also has speech therapy today. What really annoys me, is that david spent his entire check the other day on groceries at bi lo...and you know that doesn't go real far. He had maybe a handful of groceries. To beat all, he bought all expensive stuff. He knew I needed vaccum bags so I could vaccum out the apartment before we leave. I could just use my mom's but hers is too damn heavy. I'd be worn out just by carrying the damn thing up the stairs. Mine is a featherlite...so its really light. I also needed to get some mr.clean magic erasers so I could get most of the marks off the walls that ethan has made with pens and crayons. That little turd...He wrote all over one of the closet doors with an inkpen. Our landlord is going to kill us, if he doesn't sue us first. But they have people who come in and paint all the time. Like everytime someone moves out. The painter is sure going to have a workout. What is with kids wanting to write on everything? I have a big problem. Brian goes back to work tonight so we don't have a truck to move with. David's Dad's truck can only haul things on a trailer, cause there are boxes and a ladder rack on the back of his truck. And David has drill tomorrow and sunday. He will just have to call the landlord and tell him we will need at least until the 4th of october, which is when they are suppose to cut off the electricity. That will give us until Tuesday. I still have to clean out the closets upstairs and downstiars, plus the ones in the bed rooms. I also have to get Ethan's baby bed out. So much work to be done. Me and mom are going over there tomorrow and this evening maybe to work on the closets.

'I want to keep this feeling
Deep inside of me
I want you always in my heart
You are everything'