time to move

It took most of the day, but I am finally starting to feel like myself again. Being away from work and most of my usual routine had left me confused and irritable. To summarize last week was definitely an emotional drain on me and it's hard to believe that it all started out on such a good note.

A week ago Monday I was relaxing on a pier in the northern part of the state watching fish swim by. Then a drive to Shawano changed everything. That was the last time that I saw my grandfather.

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Yesterday I came to the conclusion that I feel as though I am living in a college dormitory. Obviously I'm not really living in one, but it is starting to feel that way more and more with my downstairs neighbor nicely filling the role of annoying roommate.

The woman is incapable of not slamming the screen door. I guess that no one ever taught her how to hold onto to the door when she uses it. Plus she doesn't appear to have a job and is awake at all times of the day and night making noise.

Then her friends have a habit of parking in the middle of the driveway so I can't get out of the garage.

It must be rough when your parents are your landlord.

When I move there are a number of things besides her that I will not miss about this place.

Lack of water pressure in the shower.
Creaking floors.
The incredibly loud fan in the bathroom that is connected to the light.

Today I started looking for a new place to live.

 
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