One hundred and sixty-five dollars later, I am told that within 2 weeks Mickey Mouse and all his little relatives will no longer being alive in my attic. I think it’s worth every penny. Those little buggers are LOUD when they start scratching at 2 in the morning.
I’ve decided to use the time I have sans work to make some improvements around the house. I don’t know that I’ll be able to do everything I want to all at once, after all, I’m unemployed (gotta fix that!) but I think I’m going to slap some paint on these old walls. I took junior with me to the paint store to look at the color options, which may have been a mistake. Now he thinks HE is going to get to paint the walls. Uh oh. I don’t think I’m ready to let a four-year-old help me paint.
Once I finalize on colors, I’ll see if I can recreate them here somehow. Or maybe the Sherwin Williams website has paint chips.
I wrote anothe story that got into this week’s The Daily Probe! Warning to all my relatives: this web site is rated R.
I ran out of one of my prescriptions a week ago Friday, and my PCP has been on vacation for a week. Turns out that this particular item has been the one that fixed me “I can’t seem to stay awake” problem. Man, I’m not going to let THAT one run out again.
p.s. I hope I’m not addicted to it, but if I am, I want to go to the treatment center that all the celebs go to. Do you have to live in California to go there?