Pissing and Moaning
Well, my resolution to write more couldn’t have some at a worse time. When I write, I like to be by myself with no one around to look over my shoulder or ask what I‘m doing. However, beginning last night, time alone is now harder to come by. My fiancé and I share the same apartment, work at the same store, in the same department, have the same schedule and the same days off. We are together every hour of every day.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love him very, very much. But, I’ve always been a bit of a loner and I like to have my own personal quite time now and again. I’m hoping that this new scheduling and togetherness will be a successful test of tolerance and bring us closer. With luck, I won’t turn into a crazed madwoman.
This is my new television. It’s the big one on the right. I went to Walmart for an iron and a blow-dryer. I came home with a 32” LCD HD flat screen for the not so low price of just a smidge over $500.
The TV is another thing that probably could have come at a better time. I have enough to pay my bills this month, but I still have other things I need to buy. I’m supposed to be going on vacation to Alaska with my fiancé next month for my 21st. (Whoo! Legal to drink!) We also need a new car and there is that wedding I’m supposed to be saving for.
And this is my cupboard. I have this ritual I do at least four times a day. I go into the kitchen, open the fridge, close the fridge, look in the freezer, close the freezer, stare into the cupboard, sigh, leave the kitchen. Wash, rinse, repeat.
Some day I’ll be rich and famous. When that day arrives, I’m going to own a grocery store, have every electronic device ever invented, a Mercedes with matching driver and have an extravagant wedding in Paris.