The swine flu sucks ass. I have to tell you, I’ve had more fun than this. I’ve felt mildly shitty for the past couple of days, but yesterday morning I rallied a little. So in typical Elly fashion I decided to push my luck and run nine hundred and seventeen errands at a breakneck pace. By [...]
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Rocco just asked me to come help him in the kitchen where he’s hanging the measuring spoons. Nothing is more confidence inspiring than, “Hey hon, hold this…and then don’t watch what I’m doing.” After some loud noises and the overwhelming suspicious scent of burning wood he grinned, shimmied, and said, “I LOVE [...] I can’t believe how much better I feel having made a frickin’ decision already! The dishwasher is humming along and sanitizing the f0ur glasses that didn’t break with all of Lucy’s box toppling. Mt. McCardboard is now more of a mound and we even bought a new vacuum. Holy cow are we getting shit done. Chemo brain seems [...] I really don’t even know what to say at this point. I mean, I knew today would suck. Today was the day of packing. Well, technically it’s been the month of packing but today was crunch day. With the closing only two days away and the movers scheduled for 9am on Wednesday, this was the day [...] Ever gone to a bar and completely forgotten it’s Cinco de Mayo? Me either. But despite Hoboken being about as monochromatic as imaginable, my peeps are out in full force celebrating the holiday. Speaking of which…Did you know that yesterday was StarWars Day? May the fourth be with you… Things are looking up on the housing front. I [...] It’s still raining. It’s obviously never going to stop raining. Much like I’m obviously never going to find a frickin house! Ohm. Totally zen. Sipping more beer. Today while my marriage counselor (a.k.a. cleaning person) was doing his thing in the apartment, I decided to hit a bar. That’s just what you do when you’re losing your [...] I finally purchased a new pair of sneaks yesterday on my shopping excursion with Rocco. We decided an outing was just what we needed to keep our minds distracted while we wait…and wait…and wait…to see where all these fun house negotiations take us. When we were getting ready to put the Hoboken place on the market back [...] I am one worn out girl. The good news is my little chemo brain seems to be working well enough to handle all the house drama. The bad news is that seems to be all I can handle. I’m managing to juggle the faxing, the negotiating, the calling, the depositing, the inspecting, the placating, the sobbing, the [...] I may vomit. Clearly this whole economic crisis and alleged downturn in real estate sales is a big steaming pile of Rod Stewart albums. How am I in a third bidding war? Where was this abundance of full price (and beyond) offers when we were selling our place? My mellow has officially been harshed. Obviously, our offer has [...] As all the pending items standing between us and the sale of our condo are slowly resolving, Rocco is increasingly freaking the fuck out. Poor bastard. I’m the first to admit I place very high expectations on my loved ones. I’m always cajoling them into doing things they don’t want to - sometimes because I think it’s [...] |
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