lego house

OMG. I just did it. I posted my apartment on Craigslist. ::scared shitless:: What if people, like, respond? Oh dear. I stated I would be available to show it on Sunday. NERVOUS. I’m too scared to check my email. Who knows what kind of questions people will have. After I post this entry, I think I’m going to take a nap and then check my email. OH NO!!!!!11!!!!!!!11

No pics of “my” house because I can’t get the living room straight enough.

I know what it is like to get what you have always wanted and then you start wondering when you are going to lose it. This isn’t the first time I’ve ever felt this way. Having someone knock on your door and insisting that their friend says this place is up for rent doesn’t help. (PARANOID ALERT). What really feeds into my insecurity is the landlord…I should have called him back. Then this wouldn’t be going on. He said he wanted to meet. That hasn’t happened.

I only was offered a 6 month lease. That may be for the best in the long run. ($$) But I can’t help but feel like he might not renew because he doesn’t like me. Or maybe just paying the rent and keeping the yard up are the main things. I hope so.

Speaking of the yard, I saw a snake yesterday! That was my first real snake spotting. (I have only seen them at zoos etc.) It was a long, dark colored snake. Probably a garden snake. I’m not afraid of snakes but I must admit that startled me. I was getting into my car and I heard something jump. And there it was. The thing that would terrify me is if I saw one in the house. I would freak out.

I sold my push mower to my mom because it just wasn’t going to work. And I got a real lawnmower. I hired someone from Craigslist to put it together. I put the other mower together but this one was difficult. I gave up after 20 minutes. It took him an hour to assemble it and I don’t think he was expecting that.

I’m so nervous after posting the ad. I really need to get rid of the apartment though. So scared/worried.

I’ll be back.

I won’t let you close enough to hurt me

SCREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have to go to court again on Monday. FUCK. Is the third time bad luck? Meaning: Will I have to “serve”? Last week I got to go into a courtroom for the first (and hopefully last) time. The judge thanked us for waiting for three effing hours. It’s going to be okay…as long as I don’t have to serve. I will have multiple books to read.
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It’s Friday night and I just watched this pretty good movie (Please Give) with my real favorite actress Catherine Keener. How could I forget her? She is just so awesome. I have never seen her in a bad movie.

I also painted 30% of my birdhouse. I may finish the rest of it this weekend. I’m supposed to clean this weekend. I mean throw stuff away. Really get organized but I’ve said that before. Eventually I won’t have a choice. Oh yeah, I think I found my dream apartment! The reviews say noise is not a problem….I just hope I get lucky. I have other apartments on my list but they are at least $100 more a month than I feel comfortable paying. It is very small so I would have to get rid of the free sofas from my extended family.

floor plan

The biggest gripe about these apartments are the old appliances. I would like a nice fridge but I can deal with a old dishwasher, washer & dryer, etc. This apartment also has built in bookshelves which is something I’ve always wanted.
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I brought my first yoga mat! I’ve been holding back on yoga. I wondered did I want to do it because everyone else is doing it? But I really won’t know until I actually do it. I have tried with a DVD (and youtube) but that didn’t work. I have scoliosis so my posture is horrible. Every pose hurts. Am I doing it wrong? That is why I feel like I need a class.

I brought the mat and I have my yoga clothes. I am hoping – planning on taking a FREE class outside this weekend. I may freak out and not go. Unlike jury duty, I’m not being forced to show up. I’m hoping my first yoga experience (whenever that may be) is a positive one.

Halfway to crazy, not far from sane

My refrigerator broke. I guess I’m supposed to be freaking out or something. whatever. what’s next? I’m ready. (not really). I can get why this probably happened. I even blogged about it: If you don’t respect your things, your stuff will break or get lost etc. I’ve been doing a bad job of respecting my house. There are many reasons why but I’m not getting into all that. It’s the normal crap.

My mom has had it! She has deemed me too good to be living in this house/neighborhood and she wants me to move NOW! LOL. Does she have any idea how hard it is to sell a house and move???? ROFL. No, she does not. She is about to make a bad financial decision. I told her how bad it was but she doesn’t understand how bad it really is. Anyhow, back to me :), yes it would be nice to feel safe in my home. It would be nice not to have someone throw a mattress in my yard and then when I call to get rid of that, a box spring (I think) got put in the same spot.

People are hilarious. That is why I LOVE people. 😉

I’m resigned to living here for at least 2 more years. I’ve been fed up. Selling this place is so complicated and I don’t know if I can afford what I want. I just want off street parking and no gunshots. Of course I have a longer wish list but those things are the must have.

If I were normal, I would be happy to live in an apartment but…I’m far too neurotic for that. I did it for about 4 years (not counting college). Apartment living is so easy compared to living in a house. I might give it another try. But I know I’m not made for sharing walls. Would that be dumb? It isn’t like I’ll be saving money. I’d probably jump at this bad idea if that were the case.

It would be nice to have a dishwasher again. And possibly a washer and dryer. I’m so jealous of apartment people!!! I did find one dream apartment but I barely make their minimum income requirements. In fact I would have to look at a pay stub to see if I qualify. And utilities are not included. If they were, I would be sold. I wouldn’t worry about 50% of my paycheck going to rent. (<—not good).

Sigh. Can anything just be simple?

I'm starting to worry about not having food. I gotta go.