That is the longest I have slept in for the last week. Why you ask? Because we locked the fucking cats out of the room. Oh the difference it makes. No one walking on your face at 2am. No one knocking shit off the dresser at 5am. No one screaming at you for food at 5:01am. Fuck these fucking cats. The dog when it goes to bed, goes to bed. No drama, no issue. When I get up, she gets up. Bless her tiny little heart.
Crazy busy day yesterday. It of course started with pulling out the tree and the first steps towards Xmas. We only got it part done before we had to leave for my hair appointment. We were there from 10:30 until 1, stopped for some lunch, then on a whim, went to bed bath and beyond. Turns out my local store is closing (has been for 8 weeks) and it was down to the fixtures. Well, I didn't let that stop me. I ended up buying one of the display barrels. That's right. I bought a barrel. It's fucking cool. It's on instagram. Go look at my barrel. I put all my booze bottles in it. It looks really neat. I am very happy with that random find. I also found a small side table for the media room couch. It is isn't the best, but it works and it was $30. Includes power charger too. I had C wait out in front while I grabbed the truck and pulled up to the loading zone. As I was doing that, Bob's Furniture called. Appears there was another delay on my ottoman. Nope. I had them straight up cancel. As I was pulling up to the loading I witnessed male bullshit at its finest. Some creeper saw C standing by the doors, and started leering and walking right towards her. I revved the truck engine and slowly drove by him giving him the look of death. He realized I was there for her, and went into Torrid of all stores. He got so pale and freaked. He immediately realized his poor choice, swerved out, saw us still there and went into BBB waiting for us to leave. I was watching him hard the whole time. C was laughing at how much I freaked this pervert out. He was short, old, gimpy, with greasy hair, and just gross. I was having none of his shenanigans. And he knew it. I hope he thinks twice next time. There could be some pissed off butch waiting to stomp his ass.
Got home, put all the stuffs away and finished putting Xmas together. We set up our new barrel, hung ornaments, and then had leftover roast as cheesesteaks for dinner. Then watched some tv, and went to bed around 11:30. A very good day. C has to leave today for a week and we're both very sad, but it is what it is. We will survive it. I may kill a cat or two while she is gone, but oh well. B gave me an update. They will probably be pushed out at least a week on their return journey. They aren't getting the truck fixed until Tuesday which was the day it was supposed to be shipped to Seattle. Now that has to wait a week. They may not make it home by Xmas. Oh well. Welcome to being an adult. It just means for me, I have to adjust my tattoo appointment on the 27th. Gosh, whatever shall I do. It's not like I have an entire folder to choose from instead. Golly. Time to get ready and see C off.
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