Thursday, June 17, 2010

The Letter

I just got an email from my landlord. He said, "A courtesy call would have been appreciated!"

I want to write back to him and tell him that this response is exactly the reason why I am leaving. Or to say something like, "Yeah, because talking to you is always such a pleasure." Or, "That way of communicating with you never seems to produce results."

What an ass. He really thinks he is better than everyone. I can not believe the ego on that man. I can not believe that he treats his tenants that way. Sure, he's not the worst landlord out there-not even by a long shot. But no one talks to me that way and gets away with it. I'm a strong, educated woman who respects herself and others-don't treat me like a worthless piece of shit and expect me to sit around and wait for you to fix things. Uh uh. No way.

I have to admit though, I am nervous. I hate confrontation. I hate knowing that he can come into my apartment at any time-and now, more than ever, he would have reason to. He could easily say that he had to see what it looked like or that he was showing it to someone. I hate feeling like someone is on the verge of walking in when I am home alone. Rationally I know that he probably won't do this-but you never know. I really don't want to get out of the shower one morning to have him there. It's a creepy feeling.

And what do I say to him? Anything? Nothing? Do I ignore his email and just print it out for my records? Do I provide him with an honest explanation? Or do I just write back telling him that putting it in writing was the best option and leave it at that? I really wish it was 7/1 already. Even though I'm not moving in until the 10th, I'll have the keys on the 1st and could go there if I needed to.

Ick. I feel like crying.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Randomivity


Why is cable so expensive? More importantly, why are they so insistent on giving me a land line along with cable and Internet at a better price than just cable and Internet? Seems kind of asinine, doesn't it?

Cats can't brush people and any statement that suggests they can is just silly.

It's good to be in love with someone as geeky about being in love as you are.

I would like to one day throw a party outdoors with lots of lighting strung from the trees, with hundreds of candles scattered around the place. Long, long tables filled with laughing friends who are drinking wine, sharing stories and eating my food.

And fireflies...there should be fireflies.

If you can't make it to something you were invited to, you should not wait until 15 minutes prior to go time to tell me that you are not coming. That's just rude.

It is dangerous to leave your underwear alone with certain people.

People in my current town are assholes. They are rude drivers and I can't wait to move out of here.

Seriously. If you are having trouble staying motivated during a work out...load "Mmm Bop" onto your mp3 player. You mock me but it's such a fun and upbeat song it'll help get you through those last few minutes. *Update 9:34am* Apparently there are others who love it too...so THERE!

Top Chef starts tonight. This makes me very happy.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Toosdae ?'s


They're not kidding when they say that times flies when you're having fun! How the heck is it June 15th already?!!? It really does seem like time is going by WAY too fast these days...I'm plagued with the feeling of wanting to savor every second now but also to fast forward to later. Instead of really wishing time away, I'm just going to continue to get really excited about the future while enjoying the ride.

1. You have to give a 10 minute lecture or presentation to a group of high school students. What do you talk about?

2. What is the silliest thing you believed when you were a child?

3. If you owned your own store, what would you sell?

1. I think I would talk to them about learning to be adaptable and how to keep going when you really, really don't want to.

2. I believed that if the man pushed harder during sex the baby would be a boy and if the woman pushed harder, it would be a girl. No one told me that, I just came up with it myself.

3. Food! Soups, sandwiches, tarts, cakes, brownies, sandwiches, pasta, sauces and anything else I could think of that would make my customers smile. :)

Monday, June 14, 2010

Bunching

This morning I am admittedly a little cranky. The minute I got into my car to drive to work I felt a little angry. Not because I had to go to work but because everything seemed to angle itself against me. I had to get gas before driving to work but the gas station across the street was closed. So I had to drive out of my way, which put me back about 10 minutes. Then the pump wouldn't start-another 5 minutes gone. For some reason I got stuck behind EVERY slow person on the back roads and then got blocked in on the slow lane on the highway. Last, one of the roads on campus is randomly being fixed and today was one of those mornings where the road was closed and I had to go all the way around the campus to get to the parking lot. So I was 20 minutes late. Grrrr...

This is all OK though. Once my coffee kicks in and I breathe a little bit, I will be not so cranky. And also, I had a really nice weekend.

Friday night I went out to dinner with a friend and afterward, to a free play. I found the tickets on Craigslist and though that it was worth a shot. If the play turned out to be horrible, we could always leave. The play did turn out to be sort of horrible, but in a funny way. 2 of the actors were actually good-the other 4 were not. There were a few scenes that did make me laugh out loud and at one point a woman in the audience was laughing too hard at something and that made me laugh too hard too. So overall, it was a win, I'd say. And anytime I can see local theater-and especially FREE local theater-I am happy.

Saturday was errand day so there's nothing really to say about that. But Saturday night was B1 night. After eating pizza and relaxing for a bit, we decided to play cards. Let me first remind you of my love of boys with backwards baseball hats on. They rock. But when MY boy wears his baseball hat on backwards, it rocks my world. (Man he's hot! Hmmm....)

Oh. Sorry. Back to the story...

So we played cards, listened to music and drank some wine. And it. Was. Wonderful.* Just doing little tiny things that pass time together like that really makes my heart happy. I fall in love with him over and over and over again every time we do something ordinary together. Because our love is so super extraordinary, it makes everything seem magical.

And Sunday...oh Sunday...lazy morning (thanks to B1's last vacation day), bagels and coffee and driving around to choose paint colors. Paint colors for the apartment we'll fix up together in a few weeks and share in a few months. Together. Colors for our kitchen and dining room, our living room and office...our bedroom. Ours. Together.

I just had another one of my moments...the kind when all of my love and excitement and respect and gratitude and passion for B1 bunches up inside of me and spills out all at once. That happens a lot. Last night as we were falling asleep I thought to myself....

"So this is what love really feels like."

*And not just because I won. (C'mon-you KNOW I had to say it, right?) :)