I am house-sitting this week for two houses, one of which includes a hot tub and pool. SWEET. I am big pimpin.' Which is to say, totally lame. I will swim when and if I can find my bathing suit (it seems I lost it between here and Lake Michigan) and will spend the rest of the time watching DVDs, baseball, and drinking coffee/beer/wine while eating the awesome food stocked in someone else's fridge. This is the life, my friends.
In the 36 hours I've been home, I've:
- gone to the mall TWICE
- gone grocery shopping with Mom (it doesn't get any more fun with age)
- received an offer from my younger brother to be set up with a guy he described as "definitely not your type"
- been subjected to what I thought was a party, so I brought my kickass artichoke & spinach dip, but ended up being a guy's night, so I was then subjected to watching a poker game and a few porn flicks
- received the requisite, "Do you have a job? A boyfriend? When was the last time you got laid?" questions (The answers are no, no, and way too long ago)
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Jeezus WOL! Happy to see you bloggin again. Sometimes when things are shitty, it's good to be in a place where nobody is expecting anything from you and you can just re-charge. MY parents would have my ass fixing the roof, mopping the floors, and raking the frickin leaves off of their dirt lawn twice a day so I envy you greatly! I can't say anything anyone who cares about you hasn't already said.
I know things will get better for you...just getting to that point is a real bitch.
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