I know LOLcat speak is ... dumb.
But I feel like celebrating the tiny victory.
A week ago, I was in the middle of a move. Now, I'm in the middle of a giant pile of unsorted shit. People who sat back and did nothing are criticising my method, saying "We should have organized everything better, and packed earlier" Really dude, you watched two people pack your room. People I contacted, and arranged to come and help you, twice. You never made any effort. And then you didn't help direct anything here at the house when you got here!!! Argh! But to be fair, you had crazy britches here, being crazy. Oh and crazy britches, thanks for angrily shoving things back in the house I had already sorted, and putting a fuck ton of things back in the house, with out really because clearly most of what I own, craft, and the kitchen stuff, not exclusively mine either. I hope she doesn't read this, but I lost it today.
I thought we were all moving in at the same time, then I thought, Pat and I were moving in, and a month later she was moving in, so, there would be a place for her shit, and the craft shit, and all the general shit. But instead she has been crazy. In full on hard core panic mode every minute, refusing to listen to reason, or to calm down. The constant panicked plea on facebook, for thousands of people to help with the move, and it was fine. But today, I lost it, because Pat lost the charger cord to his Kindle, and he has been using mine (the plug adapter) but, I need it too, for my phone. I haven't found my adapters either, but I have been trying to do some organizing, I moved some stuff, but I don't really want to do everything myself. I know there is some stuff Pat can't do, and Cole is insane, but seriously. But then, Cole bought Pat and I flowers, you would think, oh, how sweet, but... no vases have been unpacked, Pat isn't going to get off his ass to find a vase, Cole isn't going to find a vase. Instead she is going to argue about everything with me,
"I have those long days at the Opera starting on Tuesday"
"The Opera starts on Wednesday"
"no its on Tuesday"
"you might be working on Tuesday, I know I am at the Key, but the Opera is on Wednesday"
"I have it written down somewhere"
Okay
"I guess I'll put the glass in with the paper recycling"
"I think they go together"
"No, we will have to call and order a container"
"I don't think so, but ok"
"Oh, the recycling bin clearly has glass listed on it, guess I didn't see it"
Yeah.
Dear god, I can't wait until this has settled down.
Anyway.
More later.
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