The house continues to be a disaster. Since arriving here, I've thought I've been hearing things. We are on over an acre, next to people that all have 1-2 acres +. So, I've chalked up the hearing things, to varments being outside our bedroom window, or even maybe the ghost of our landlord's former wife. I can live with either of those things. What I can't live with, is the fact that I was downstairs reading last week, when everyone else was asleep. I heard something, and looked up to see a fucking mouse bounding up the stairs. The house has fucking mice. I'm beyond fucking disgusted. We have to come up with a plan to get rid of these fuckers. So gross. To top it off, we still just have the mini-fridge, so I've got keep bread, and other things I would normally keep in the fridge on the counter. Oh God....have I mentioned how grossed out I am. I want to puke thinking about it.
Anyway, things are looking up. I'm having lunch with a friend I used to work with on Fri. She's good people. I've really missed her. I'm actually looking forward to seeing her. I haven't been in that space in quite some time.
So, here's to small steps that will eventually lead to giant changes.
Hope this entry finds you all well!