Still Moving
Well,ok not really.I haven't actually started moving yet. I have just been painting,re-painting,faux finishing,cleaning,and pretty much using every last ounce of energy. I am pooped,completely. But happily,I have finished all the walls,and the closet(it was packed full of shit&dirty as fuck).So today I start painting the floor, let that dry a couple days and then on to moving. My friend Christa was a lot of help,but when it came to the closet,it was pulling teeth getting her to do it. I was planning on leaving it all to her,I cleaned out all of her daughters stuff from the room,by myself. And did not feel like I should completely clean up after her. I mean if I was moving into a regular apartment,that stuff would have to be done before I moved in. So that kind of pissed me off.She would pick up on thing,go through it,find a piece of baby clothes and then go and show everyone how cute it was. Then she would have to find the perfect spot to put it. At one point I went out in the hall to see what she was doing,and she was cleaning Allivia's room with Amy. I want to say"hey,you need to get this done like very soon,I have a deadline of when I have to be moved out of my other place,and Allivia doesn't." I mean the next day Allivia's room was a mess, but my closet was still not cleaned out.Ok just had to vent,I am good now. SO things are going good.I go in today to cute off all my nasty hair,from the bleaching I did to it. I am tired of trying to save hair that isn't worth saving,so it is going. I can't wait.I am a little nervous,I really wanted to grow my hair out long,but once I cute off the crap,more energy will go to my hair growing. Well I guess that is all.Bye