I decided it was time to get a new look for my blog. The old one was kinda fun, but the fluid width layout was super annoying, especially when you have a widescreen monitor. The text spreads out too far and it’s hard to read like that, so I opted for a fixed width template. It was also loading really slow.
I want to make a few changes to this new one but I probably won’t get to them for a few days so it will be “out of the box” for now. Hope you like it.
I’m so angry right now I’m shaking, and what better place to vent than your own blog?
Recently my landlords decided to put the duplex I’m living in up for sale. That news was disturbing because I have no idea if I’ll be able to continue to live here once it sells or if I’ll be kicked out. There’s nothing I can do about that however, so I’m trying not to worry about it.
What I’m worried about now though is the constant invasion of my privacy since people are always coming and going to look at the place.
Just this morning (11:00 a.m.) on a Sunday, I had five people barge in unannounced while I’m sitting here in my pajamas and pink socks with hearts on them. They knocked, didn’t even wait for me to open the door, and walked right in.
I was up late, I hadn’t showered or dressed (and I’m looking like a trannylicious mess!), my kids and I were eating breakfast, and there was shit all over the place because after coming home late last night I didn’t feel like cleaning up toys and dirty dishes.
As I’m trying to pick my crap up while they saunter through the house, I forget that I have my clothes from last night laying on the floor in my bedroom and a basket of dirty laundry in the corner. Both piles of clothes happen to have my dirty gitch laying right on top. At least there are no shit stains, but still! I even heard one of the ladies say “awkward”.
When they first came in, they mentioned that they had an appointment and that the real estate agent had made an appointment with me. I said “NO she didn’t!” but they insisted she had called. After they left, I checked my phone and sure as shit, she DID NOT CALL or leave a message. However, I just asked my neighbour who lives in the other side of the duplex and she did get a call. So why didn’t I? Piss me off!
It’s bad enough having people coming through your house all the time when they do have appointments, but I hate worrying if someone is going to show up unexpectedly. I hate not being able to relax in my own home. Even if I do get kicked out, I hope the damn place sells soon so I can focus on worrying about other more important negative things.
