Just dropping by.

Today I briefly considered starting my own De-Clutter business seeing as how picking up comes naturally to me. I solve impossible, ugly situations at work and I’m always starting a new project at home to create more space. One of my LJ friends just paid $1000.00 to get her apartment clean and organized and it’s like “shit, I can do that.

Right now I’m not going to do anything so long as this headache keeps up. I chased six bottles of Blue Moon with those Mike’s Hard Lemonade things and I think the lemonade fucked my system up with its acidic bullshit, bombing my stomach with citric poison.

Everything’s going well, here. Brad has been traveling on a lot of cool installs that involve running into race car drivers and getting into some pretty sweet vehicles. There was an event in IN for qualifying races and his big sis, employed with the sister company, went along and got to see Brad on the job, in charge of their crew. She’s really proud of him, as everyone is, and Brad eats that stuff up because it’s good to be important.

Gigi and Corby are doing well. Our pets walk all over us and we feed them and clean up their shit. I don’t mind because they’re adorable, and because Brad usually takes the initiative to plop down on the floor almost daily to entertain them with with fetch, tug-of,war, hide-the-toy and whatever the hell else. They’re cute together.

Our second year lease is up this fall and we will be moving! As much magic as I work here, Brad says it’s time to trade up. I keep asking if we can afford it and he keeps assuring me, “relax, kitten.”

Now to find a meal that goes well with hangover..


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