Life is like lemons.....sour. And I don't like yucky things to do, like clean bathrooms, paint, lift boxes, sweat!!!!! fly, be tired all the time. Is it menopause? cause I'm crabby? cause I'm tired? cause I hate everything? I think not!!! It's moving everything and it's alll hard stuff and inconvienent.
Queens have servants doing these things. The Mob has people doing things for them. Dallas socialites have people doing things for them...... I do believe I am, if not one of the above, all of the above. But nooooooooooooooooo, outside of painting the outside of a house, somebody I know thinks that everything can be done in a couple of hours.
Thus, I am done with September, since Labor Day, I have done labor and am done, done, done.
I planned on writing more, however, I have to clean out a closet or two.
By the end of the month, I've packed 100 boxes, unpacked 25, moved 25 and reorganized my Dallas house to accomodate more clothing, more kitchenware, more household items. Now......I need a bigger Dallas house. AND we are landlords.
As any landlord would prefer, we hoped to rent to nice a family, one that appreciates the work we have done, one that will take pride in keeping the place nicely as their own, one that has if any, has a little dog, that has beautiful furniture in which to showcase the house when we sell, and one that allow us to sleep over and visit our house whenever we want. Done and Done!
No comments:
Post a Comment