Too Sexy for LA
Well it's all done.
The last of my stuff was loaded up this morning and the guys were on the road by a quarter to noon.
I just got a text message saying that they were in Sacramento and still alive.
Playmayt picked up the last of the furniture this evening and was a hero in taking all the effing hangers as well to give to the goodwill.
BitterBeerFace is being my best friend these days and her hubby keeps giving me 'mournfull we'll miss you and really hope you're going to be ok' looks. I wish I could remember exactly what I told him was the reason I was moving. I might have intimated I or a family member was terminally ill. Yeah - sometimes I lie to people I dislike.
Shocker! DM called me tonight. He was all 'so I heard you're moving or something' - like we hadn't talked about this last month. But he was all shocked and couldn't understand how it got to this point. Whatever! He SAYS he'll come to the party on Friday. I don't believe him. In 8 years he has NEVER shown up for anything. (watch, he'll show up and I'll have to eat those words!)
Quila is speaking to me again - but is not even attempting to be friendly to the other cats in the house. So much for my dream of getting another cat and her accepting it due to loniness.
Leaving is still sucking pretty hard in my head - but I am starting to get glimmerings of excitement about the move. Especially about FINALLY getting to visit Powell's - oh yeah - talk about putting the crack addict in the crackhouse!
The last of my stuff was loaded up this morning and the guys were on the road by a quarter to noon.
I just got a text message saying that they were in Sacramento and still alive.
Playmayt picked up the last of the furniture this evening and was a hero in taking all the effing hangers as well to give to the goodwill.
BitterBeerFace is being my best friend these days and her hubby keeps giving me 'mournfull we'll miss you and really hope you're going to be ok' looks. I wish I could remember exactly what I told him was the reason I was moving. I might have intimated I or a family member was terminally ill. Yeah - sometimes I lie to people I dislike.
Shocker! DM called me tonight. He was all 'so I heard you're moving or something' - like we hadn't talked about this last month. But he was all shocked and couldn't understand how it got to this point. Whatever! He SAYS he'll come to the party on Friday. I don't believe him. In 8 years he has NEVER shown up for anything. (watch, he'll show up and I'll have to eat those words!)
Quila is speaking to me again - but is not even attempting to be friendly to the other cats in the house. So much for my dream of getting another cat and her accepting it due to loniness.
Leaving is still sucking pretty hard in my head - but I am starting to get glimmerings of excitement about the move. Especially about FINALLY getting to visit Powell's - oh yeah - talk about putting the crack addict in the crackhouse!