Guess who has nothing to do.... ME!
Tax return came in and well I have to be ... well... responsible. Which I admit is not what I wished to do. I will be honest I had a lovely spending spree on my mind. But it is not to be. The cats ruined our furniture. Can we still sit on them in a semi confortable fasion, mostly. But they have been shreaded and ickified. Never really liked floral patterns anyway. So I get to start replacing things once we are out of this rut.
Not many things are happily salvageable Can I yes, goodness knows I hate spending money. But when it comes down to wanting to move that large brown monster I think I will bulk. It is just heavy! I know it's because of the pull out bed, but we never use it. The couch in couch form is much more comfy really. And I wouldn't even know how to make the thing expand if I tried.
Second hand I don't have a problem with, I fully plan on raiding the consignment shops. But getting things to match may end up being a problem. But a happy hodgepodge I might not mind. Bill will, but we all have a quirk.
I doubt I will have money left over to splurge on what I really want, but this is a necessary evil i suppose. Bill will be killing his debts with his return so neither of us has overly fun things to do with the money.
We are talking about moving again, but that is so far up in the air we might as well let reality bring it closer before we pay it any real mind. Though I can't help but wonder. At least a little bit.
Work is as full of drama as ever, I have decided that unless the drama stops completly or something really REALLY funky happens I might as well not talk about it any more. Though I did get a laugh over the fact that the New girl in sales has a major record in Grand Theft Auto. Not the game. Yeah, she is doing the rounds at the dealerships as we speak. Did I mention that there are no Drug no background testing done EVER here? Other than the nosey Office manager looking up records for shites and giggles that's it. Never affects pay or hiring. I'm pretty sure most of the managers are on soemthing at one time or another. And drinking on the job happens. And lots by the smell of it.
Don't I just work in a professional Enviroment. Good news is that they are willing to work with me schedule wise when I go back to school. So there is a becon of hope.
Hey IAN if you still read this let me know when you are comming into town, Joe wants to meet up and do someting. And have you heard from Loki? No one can find him.
Not many things are happily salvageable Can I yes, goodness knows I hate spending money. But when it comes down to wanting to move that large brown monster I think I will bulk. It is just heavy! I know it's because of the pull out bed, but we never use it. The couch in couch form is much more comfy really. And I wouldn't even know how to make the thing expand if I tried.
Second hand I don't have a problem with, I fully plan on raiding the consignment shops. But getting things to match may end up being a problem. But a happy hodgepodge I might not mind. Bill will, but we all have a quirk.
I doubt I will have money left over to splurge on what I really want, but this is a necessary evil i suppose. Bill will be killing his debts with his return so neither of us has overly fun things to do with the money.
We are talking about moving again, but that is so far up in the air we might as well let reality bring it closer before we pay it any real mind. Though I can't help but wonder. At least a little bit.
Work is as full of drama as ever, I have decided that unless the drama stops completly or something really REALLY funky happens I might as well not talk about it any more. Though I did get a laugh over the fact that the New girl in sales has a major record in Grand Theft Auto. Not the game. Yeah, she is doing the rounds at the dealerships as we speak. Did I mention that there are no Drug no background testing done EVER here? Other than the nosey Office manager looking up records for shites and giggles that's it. Never affects pay or hiring. I'm pretty sure most of the managers are on soemthing at one time or another. And drinking on the job happens. And lots by the smell of it.
Don't I just work in a professional Enviroment. Good news is that they are willing to work with me schedule wise when I go back to school. So there is a becon of hope.
Hey IAN if you still read this let me know when you are comming into town, Joe wants to meet up and do someting. And have you heard from Loki? No one can find him.