someone just requested a showing of the house at 10am tomorrow.
this place is to' up from da flo' up.
he's been working on the nursery (which it will only be if no one buys this place)...and I've been trying really hard to create permanent dents on the bed and couch.
we've got baby brain washing class and back to school night tonight...and the kid will be working on a school project.
meanwhile, the dog is snoring contentedly at my feet.
fucker!
why does he get to take a nap?
1 comment:
I feel your pain.
Our landlord does a regular 3 monthly inspection to make sure we're not kicking holes in the walls (because after nearly 4 years our temperament still isn't properly understood). I'm lead to believe we weren't anal enough in our last tidy up so the bastards have invited themselves back after only 14 days to recheck some "issues" they left us in a note.
Apparently a dead car in the driveway is the same level of evil as a dog turd on the carpet.
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