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but reeeeal slowww.. god! so many things i wanna do but just no time.
I would just LOVE to have a get together and invite my fam and friends but with this place being such a dump, i’m reluctant. We’ve had people over, but only the real close friends who really couldn’t care any less what it looks like.

Dennis is still working on getting all the light switch and power outlet covers replaced, and the patio re-screened, and the front yard cleaned up, and i’m still trying to get the last of the clutter out of my living room, and off our kitchen table, and estimates for refinishing our floors, and overhauling our back yard. everything is halfway done but there is just so much of it! we really should just tackle one project at a time instead of doing all these concurrently.

In other, less grim, news. i paid off almost half of our dept this month. WOOO FUCKEN HOOO!!! That was almost 5k. u do the math. nope, i don’t care about talking money. let our credit card mishaps be a warning to others. after the last of it is paid off, our assets won’t be in the negatives anymore!!!! and then maybe we can afford to get rid of D’s geo (yuk!) and get a van (yay!). we’re still working on getting estimates for the stucco work on the house. so far we’ve gotten ZERO estimates. Am i in the wrong line of business? do these guys have SO much work now they don’t have the time for calling you back.? my god, D must have called 3 stucco people already and STILL nobody has come begging for our business. soon we’ll need to move out and let the critters in our attic take over. (holes in the wood paneling = neon welcome sign to small animals.. eeeeww)

Today i’m tackling the things in my “Do Me ASAP” drawer. sounds like important shit right, except the items in the ‘do me asap” drawer have been sitting there for weeks and weeks. there are a couple bills burried in there including several threats from fedex. they’ve been trying to get me to pay 20 bucks for shipping memory somewhere for over a year now… funny thing is i never shipped the freakin memory (rma’d memory) and also threats from scholastic.. (the book people) for a book subscription i made eons ago but never paid. Hell, they send about 12 kids books and then charge me for 16? what the fuck is up with that! there’s also a bill in here for property taxes i forgot about (eeeep!) and a check from my maternity leave that has a 60 day expiry on it. there are 2 days left. man, i’m really slipping with this stuff.

If i hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, i wouldn’t have believed it. while giving her a bath today, ate half a bar of irish spring soap.

u n r e a l !!

despite our new mattress, which we got over a year ago, i wake up like i got run over by a bus every single morning. i get up and have to eeease out of bed and walk reeeal slow, makes me feel like i’m 8 months pg again. So I don’t think it’s the bed, it’s sleeping with the baby that does it. she sleeps in bed w/ us which makes it hard to shift position when the body is tired of laying a certain way.

i took a lesson with “mel” on monday. the man is really nice, not bad looking either and talented but i’m not going back. i just don’t have the time to practice much these days and taking lessons (even 1/mth ) is just pointless right now. so i’ll fly solo for now and do what i can when i can. i’m just SO into piano this time it’s crazy. i’m obsessed! why didn’t i have this kind of enthusiasm when i was 15?!!! i swear kids don’t know how good they have it until it’s gone…. like me! i was just soo privileged when i was younger. not having to work till i was 22 (and only because *I* decided it was time) sheesh. well, my dad was on my case about it for a while but i knew i didn’t *really* have to do anything. everything was handed to me. and I had SO MUCH TIME ON MY HANDS!!! sharp contrast to these days. assets are in the negatives, zero time .. (had to bring the poor child into the bathroom with me last night cuz she won’t even let me go!) and barely eating cuz she’s so demanding. i rather hold her all day then hear that screeching sound. and god forbit i put her next to me while i play the piano.. maybe she can tell how bad i am.. i can’t wait until she outgrows this phase . it may take a couple months but i’m sure she’ll grow past it. she’s such a sweatheart as long as i’m with her tho. cooing and smiling and all that.. but god forbid you put her down and walk away..

may the force keep me sane.

buuuuuuut….. she’s still made out of sugar and spice and everything nice.
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We’re all stupid dumb fucks.

i called up this man today to schedule a piano lesson. my god, i thought i was talking to mel gibson. he sounded just like him, minus the nervous i’m-at-the-brink-of-insanity thing the actor sometimes does. nice warm smoooooth voice (*swoons*) after seeing his website and how he promotes himself so much (picture included) i thought for sure this man was gay. but if the voice means anything at all i’d have to guess he’s as straight as a nail. maybe my opinion will change if i show up and find him dressed in tight plether pants.

it’s on monday and i can’t wait! woohoo!! i’m kinda nervous about it too. its’ gonna be odd for me after so long and it’s going to be embarassing to demonstrate to someone just how rusty i am and how much i just SUCK. i hope he’s able to challenge me. my old teacher was unable to do that after about the 4th or 5th year. i guess it just turned into a routine and everything became boring. wish me luck!!!