It's been noticed here at krisobi industries that I hardly post anymore. And things that make the posting cut are really mindnumbingly boring. Well, hang on kids, it's about to get worse with these news updates.
Yard News
I've planted some peas in my garden outside along the fence. I didn't really follow the directions, just sort of poked the peas into the ground. Hopefully, they will bear fruit (or peas). During Memorial Day weekend, the plan is to plant tomatoes, scallions, cillantro, beans, zucchini and squash. We'll see if I stay sober enough to do it.
We've filled in the fish pond of death and decay. Eventually it will exsist again in a more logical place in the yard.
House News
The upstairs' rooms have been nicely framed out. The boyfriend has done a fabulous job with the electrical. Everything turns on that is supposed to. All we need to do is put up the sheetrock, spackle it and paint it. Then I'll have a small bedroom and a really freaking too small bedroom instead of the open space. Everyone wants to know what in the hell I was thinking to put these walls up when the 2nd floor was so cool as a big open space. Trust me, it's better having the walls with the doors.
Man, I need to get some pictures up soon. The downstairs is pretty close to being done. Or at least it's to a point where I'm like, "It's good freaking enough. I'm tired of this shit." The outlets need to be switched out and the crown molding installed, but that's not priority right now. What's priority? Probably that darn sheetrock.
Work News
Nothing. It is still a shit job. But we might be hiring another person for the department. I'm not sure why. I mean, I don't do anything all day, what's this new person going to do. I hope they are cool. In my carefree single days, I'd be hoping for a super hot guy with a knack for Star Wars trivia and a love of beer, but now I'm hoping they hire a cool chick so I can have someone to go have lunch with and talk shit with.
That's it. All I do anymore is house crap and family stuff. There's not any excessive drinking going on. I have officially turned into a homebody. My hair is now a natural shade of blond. I'm watching American Idol. And yes, I have taken up needlepoint. Here's to hoping this is just a stage. Most of my angst has dissipated.
Yard News
I've planted some peas in my garden outside along the fence. I didn't really follow the directions, just sort of poked the peas into the ground. Hopefully, they will bear fruit (or peas). During Memorial Day weekend, the plan is to plant tomatoes, scallions, cillantro, beans, zucchini and squash. We'll see if I stay sober enough to do it.
We've filled in the fish pond of death and decay. Eventually it will exsist again in a more logical place in the yard.
House News
The upstairs' rooms have been nicely framed out. The boyfriend has done a fabulous job with the electrical. Everything turns on that is supposed to. All we need to do is put up the sheetrock, spackle it and paint it. Then I'll have a small bedroom and a really freaking too small bedroom instead of the open space. Everyone wants to know what in the hell I was thinking to put these walls up when the 2nd floor was so cool as a big open space. Trust me, it's better having the walls with the doors.
Man, I need to get some pictures up soon. The downstairs is pretty close to being done. Or at least it's to a point where I'm like, "It's good freaking enough. I'm tired of this shit." The outlets need to be switched out and the crown molding installed, but that's not priority right now. What's priority? Probably that darn sheetrock.
Work News
Nothing. It is still a shit job. But we might be hiring another person for the department. I'm not sure why. I mean, I don't do anything all day, what's this new person going to do. I hope they are cool. In my carefree single days, I'd be hoping for a super hot guy with a knack for Star Wars trivia and a love of beer, but now I'm hoping they hire a cool chick so I can have someone to go have lunch with and talk shit with.
That's it. All I do anymore is house crap and family stuff. There's not any excessive drinking going on. I have officially turned into a homebody. My hair is now a natural shade of blond. I'm watching American Idol. And yes, I have taken up needlepoint. Here's to hoping this is just a stage. Most of my angst has dissipated.
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