Later today… As in Friday. Which is today…
My house is still a wreck… God bless her, I love my roommate. I’m a little pissed at the condition that she left my house though. The bathroom is a wreck — trash can still full of her baby’s diapers. The kitchen — oh fuck me. It’s dishes. Everywhere. She picked out her dishes and washed those before she left and left all of my dishes — that SHE used. Ugh.
Her room is still littered with shit. She left so much stuff here.
So on top of cleaning for a potential roommate (god bless America, I need one), I’m trying to clean for an admittedly “anal” houseguest who mops his house twice a week. Jesus. Let’s hope he doesn’t have a conniption when he gets here.
So I’m nervous. Kind of a wreck.
Also feeling like blurgh about the money thing. It’ll come. Time will open up doors and money issues will be sorted out.
But yea… This post was just to inform you, in case you didn’t know, that Dr Dude will be here in a matter of hours. Sixteen to be exact.
Holy fucking fuck.