last but not least

The painter did our bedroom and bath today. And now it's over. No showers for us this morning, we couldn't even find our clothes. We wore the same clothes we had on yesterday. Fortunately we had access to the shorts and pantie drawer, other than that... we were kicked out. What a mess. I cleaned up and put everything back together when I got home from work. I feel like a truck ran over me. I have the tread marks on my forehead to prove it.

I'm just starting to relax a bit before I go to bed, I am wired. My poor dog is so confused, she doesn't know what the hell is going on. Now, I have to go and put the rest of the house in order. I took some pictures of the mess yesterday, but I can't find my camera USB cord...it's here somewhere......Lots of work ahead this weekend. I might take Friday off, just to get a head start. I NEED some order around here, I'm tired of living like a nomad.

A lot of it is my own fault, once the painter finishes something I start vacuuming and shit, and of course he has to keep using the same areas again and again. I should have just stayed out his way, and let the dust and stuff build up and done it all at once instead of 3,566 times. But, that is not my way. I always want to be ahead of the game. To bad I wasn't such an over achiever in high school, I could have gone a long way, instead of being the President of the Ricky Nelson Fan Club. Now, that was a waste of time and glue.

Gotta fly, before my peepers give out on me.