ayin

Sooooo...I've been awake for three days...

What a shitty day it was today...the cars are not here, and I'm at my parent's (whose house I'm house sitting and keeping clean, because they're sellng everything is all open-house-people-coming-through-wax-meusem mode) which means I'm basically out in the middle of the fucking boonies, w/no way to get around. There's this big shopping center right close (in car terms), but theres an over pass w/no sidewalk (naturaly), between the house and the shopping center. Now, for those of you who've never had the fun ( ) of care-taking a big, old house that is up for sale, you must understand that "barrage of phone calls" does not even begin to cover what you have to deal with before 9:00 am. realitors, goofy house wives w/Fargo accents, realitors, soccor dads who want to " make super positive the yard is aye-okay safe, 'kay?" (thats a direct quote, and I'm sure he wasn't from the Dakotas), idiot realitors who show up hrs. after they're appointed window of time, etc. so top that all off, I've to handle all those assholes while{/I] walking a half mile across a busy over pass (w/no side walk), in rush hr. traffic...you know what, I can't relive this again all just yet, I'll finish in my next entry...