A Few Weeks

Holy Shit! Hide! It's coming!

The move of course. It's Mid-April and we have less than 3 months left here. As I look around the house, there is SO much still needing done, but so much that has to wait to be done. Like re-painting the walls to white. If we do it now, we'll likely have to re-do it again to remove finger marks... shit like that. I have made some progress in sorting the closets. This week will be dressers. The storeroom is a never ending process of clusterfuck.... so we won;t talk about that.

By the by, I am still hiring a man with truck to help me haul shit to the recycle center. Payment made in beer, pizza and $50. Duties will include lifting old box springs, loveseat and changing table into YOUR truck, along with a few varied bits and pieces of shit I no longer want or need. OH- and on old Christmas tree... that one is upstairs... and clothes- those go to the thrift shop... It's not an easy job- but YOU have to do it. Call me. :)

The prospect of Grand Forks- yes, still dismal. Still flat, cold and boring. There do seem to be plenty of job opportunities in the fast growing career field of food service, as well as the open ended chance to advance in the business of newspaper delivery. Creamed Christ on Toast- I am sure I'll find something.

The plusses- no more AFN. Nor will I be relegated to always shopping AAFES for shit. I will be so happy to leave those bastards behind. I will be able to get something other than Burger King when I feel the compulsive need to stuff 3000 calories a bite into my face. I bet 31 flavors there has 31 flavors of cie cream- recently the Baskin Robbins here went from 20 flavors down to 12.... they still fly the 31 flavors flag though. Bet I can even go out to a place where their idea of "seafood" isn't last week's random white fish. (I don't think Germans know what Lobsters are.)

We want to do leave in route and make time for a little bit of family time at home. This trip MUST include time in Las Vegas, and perhaps other desert destinations to dry out my sinuses for the first time in six fucking years, and allow my hair to be straight, sans humidity kinkiness. Want some time with family and friends... Fuck- I can't think about that shit now. I have to get us OUT of here first.

Time to write more lists- which my shrink tells me is very helpful and therapeutic for crazy ass folks who have a hard time staying on task while not losing one's mind.