ratchetstardust

Oh life. You are so silly. You dance with me in such odd ways, and I can never seem to catch up to you. I finally got my seasonal "oh look the weather is changing and its getting really nice out" throat sickness dealio. It's more reliable than the groundhog, that's for sure. Now that I'm coughing up colorful stuff, I know this warm weather is here to stay. Which is good, because our new house doesn't have heating other than an old space heater, and I really don't feel like buying more. I've never been so anxious to move in my life. We have to be out before next months rent is due (if we don't want to pay it), the new place still needs ridiculous amounts of painting, it still smells bad (although I haven't really tried to eliminate it yet), the fridge needs to be hooked up, it needs to be cleaned THOROUGHLY, and now I think there are bugs saturating the insides of the walls. Dead ones, alive ones. I'm afraid to pull off any more outlet plates because of all of the dead cockroaches and beetles that fall out of them. I'm also afraid of what may be rotting underneath in the crawl space... It seems like the more I try to clean it up, the more I realize how nasty it is. So it's all getting a fresh coat of paint. Including the furniture I'm bringing along. And I'm going to hide it's grossosity underneath a veil of simple modern diy interior design and a bunch of candles. The outside is going to need to be overtaken by vines or something to look decent. I'm probably overreacting. There's another thing, about this house. We have some history. It used to be an extremely old trailer. I'm sure you all can conjure up accurate stereotypes about this particular piece of junk. My dad gutted it out and rebuilt all of the interior walls. He also added on a large addition to the front of it, along with a front and back porch. But it's still technically this old trailer on the outside, which includes the space underneath it, the outside walls, and the roof. So it leaks pretty bad. But the reason I am telling you this is because I remember my dad fixing up the place. I was there. I know I haven't talked much about my dad, but we haven't had the best relationship in the world. I have this theory that he's been brainwashed by the government.