I am insane with too much to do. I was piling a month's worth of recycling into the husband's car at 10PM tonight when the unmistakable scent of weed wafted towards me. I hate it when other people are having fun and I am working my buns off.
Tomorrow we close on the new town house. I woke up crying this morning because of how much I am going to have to do to that house to make it feel as comfy and cozy as my stepford house. I really love my stepford house. I wish I could take it with me. Also, I still hate the new town house kitchen. It's become a problem for me.
The world's most annoying house hunters gave us some kind of bizarre contract with their bid for the house. They used a contract not made for residential property sales. It said we had to leave our mats. Mats? Seriously? They also want to close on July 5th. On what planet does that happen? I really want to tell these people to forget it. They have me so thoroughly creeped out. I don't want our house to go to awful people and they give me the worst vibe. We are waiting for them to come back with a real contract. I suspect they are stupid. There were other mistakes on their contract too. I can't believe stupid people might be living in my house. It's depressing. I wish someone would come along tomorrow and give me a smart bid. I'd jump on it.
At least my gay friends can get married in NY now. I can go on.
I don't know if this is too much personal info to ask, but have you said why you're moving? (I may have missed those entries) Boys' school? Hubby's job (is he still working with his health problems?)? I'll try not to be too offended if you tell me to MMOB. :-)
Posted by: Elena | June 27, 2011 at 05:56 PM
The husband took a job 60 miles away over 2 years ago. The plan was to first make sure the job was going to work out and then to wait for Matt graduate high school since Matt had been doing so well. Well, the job is here to stay and Matt is a graduate. I had to put my money where my mouth is!
Posted by: clickmom | June 27, 2011 at 10:53 PM