Last fall I had the exterior of the house painted, and I promised myself then that the inside would get done this spring. Damned if spring isn't almost here...and my months-0ld promise is gnawing at me. I've spent the last week--what a plan for Spring Break--packing up rooms full of stuff. I don't even know where half of the stuff came from, or why I even have it. I have a damned good idea where it's going! Although I've hauled in loads of boxes, I'm finding garbage bags and the city dump are the best options for the accumulated stuff!
I don't do garage sales....this shit is going by way of the dumpster!
I told a friend today that all that is boxed and tucked away will probably still be in the boxes next Christmas! By gawd, I may go get that damned Christmas tree and haul it off, too!
I got on Party Line--local working man's e-Bay--the other day and offered up a working gas grill to anyone who would come it. No takers, and I thought I'd have half of Adair County out here pawing around.
It will be nice when the painting is done and the carpet is cleaned. Especially getting the carpet cleaned right before the spring rains set in. Maddie and I can trash it again within days!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tomorrow's Phart
It's late....very, very late at night. Or maybe it's early morning.
I lost a very good friend of 16 years a few weeks ago...and late at night it comes home to me. I don't let things get me down...but I do when it comes to her. I don't re-live and get caught up in days gone by...but I do when it comes to her. I never cry....but I haven't stopped since I lost her.
She never once laughed at me when I was stupid. She always grinnned...and loved me. She never yelled at me when I was out of line....she grinned and loved me. She never turned her back on me.........never. No. She grinned and loved me.
I can not imagine a better friend than a little friend you bring home and housebreak--well, when you're not having fun with them while they're tinkling all over the floor--and play ball and just talk and have them listen and be glad you're talking. And cuddle at the end of a long day....and damned if they aren't glad you're home!
I got a card when I lost my friend...
"Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you. I loved you so...twas Heaven here with you.
I lost a very good friend of 16 years a few weeks ago...and late at night it comes home to me. I don't let things get me down...but I do when it comes to her. I don't re-live and get caught up in days gone by...but I do when it comes to her. I never cry....but I haven't stopped since I lost her.
She never once laughed at me when I was stupid. She always grinnned...and loved me. She never yelled at me when I was out of line....she grinned and loved me. She never turned her back on me.........never. No. She grinned and loved me.
I can not imagine a better friend than a little friend you bring home and housebreak--well, when you're not having fun with them while they're tinkling all over the floor--and play ball and just talk and have them listen and be glad you're talking. And cuddle at the end of a long day....and damned if they aren't glad you're home!
I got a card when I lost my friend...
"Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you. I loved you so...twas Heaven here with you.
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