Blah humbug

We’re closing on Wednesday. First it was Friday, but everything is closed on Saturday and we wanted the keys to our new place so we could work on it this weekend. Then it changed to Thursday, but we just found out that Friday is a “Bank Holiday”_[1] so nothing will be open. Now, we’re shooting for Wednesday, so we can get our keys and get to moving. Actually I like Wednesday a lot better because I get in there a day sooner, but it also kind of makes things tight around here. TheMan is having fits. He still thinks we should hold off until after Christmas. Yeah, right. Like anyone’s going to want to help us move around Christmas time. Ha! Right now we’ve got a moving van scheduled for the day after Thanksgiving. We should be all settled in before the 1st of December. This is bad how? TheMan is having fits.

It’s getting to be very stressful for me though. Millie _[2] keeps bringing us boxes and I keep filling them up. Well, today she couldn’t do it so I told TheMan we had to go out and find some. Don’t you know that fucker wouldn’t do it? “Isn’t my mom going to bring you some?” FUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!! Lil’ Miss isn’t any better. I keep telling her she needs to start getting her room ready and I get the rolling of the eyes. I would seriously refuse to do it for her and leave all of her shit here when we move, but what would the new owners think? Well, I guess since I don’t “really” work and I don’t “really” go to school then I can do it all myself. I’ll take that. Because when it comes time to actually lift some heavy shit and get it from here to there Mama ain’t touching shit. I will be directing their asses over stones and around corners.

It’s cold here too. I hate cold. Why, oh why didn’t I move south when I had the chance? I hate, hate, hate snow and the shit is coming early this year. So much for global fucking warming. Gah!

Oh, and I killed my poliblog. I did it on a whim and I pissed myself off doing it. Two flippin’ years down the drain (and some killer linkage too). Oh well, them’s the breaks. I’m not starting a new one. Gods but politics can be draining. I cannot get deep into anymore. I can’t even read it at this point. My addiction has waned. Fucking amazing.

P.S.
The Mother is a psycho bitch and should probably hide away in a hole. And NO I am not The Mother.

_{[1] Veteran’s Day falls on Saturday this year so banks and gov’t offices have to take the day off. So, I borrowed that term from my Irish friends to describe days when only the banks are closed.
[2] I’ve changed MIL’s name to “Millie” because I wanted to add a little more fun to my names. And there are too many blogs with that MIL shit going on. Cut me some slack, ok?}

Popularity: 10% [?]

Related posts:

1. I want to move
2. Blah
3. Who needs a title?
4. Merry, huh?
5. Happy Holidays