My sorority sisters are sending me clothes. I feel like a charity case.
But I love them so much. I didn't ask for anything. I told one sister what happened when I was drunk two nights ago, now they've put together clothes for me.
We just finished cleaning out our kitchen cabinets, and I am exhausted. We got rid of so much crap we never used, and will hopefully be able to comfortably fit what's left in our new (much smaller) kitchen once we move. The garage is 90% done, all the closets have been cleaned out, the kids' rooms have been combed through, and the final repair work we need to finish before we put the place on the market should be done in the next two weeks. FINALLY.
My sorority sisters are sending me clothes. I feel like a charity case.
But I love them so much. I didn't ask for anything. I told one sister what happened when I was drunk two nights ago, now they've put together clothes for me.
Don't feel like a charity case - I'm sure they would want to do whatever they can to help you in such a crappy situation. And they sound like awesome people willing to step up and help wherever they can. I'm glad you can add to your support team because I can't imagine dealing with everything you've been through.
I am running the self cleaning feature on my oven and it just started pouring. Windows are now minimally cracked. My house is going to be hot and stinky, isn't it? Ugh.
Also- I don't understand the annoyance about people wishing you a happy birthday.
It's an II. People that I never speak to get notified by FB that it's my birthday so leave a generic birthday message on my wall even though they probably don't even remember who I am. As a result, I get constant FB notifications all day on my phone.
It's not a big deal or anything, I only mentioned it because someone else brought up getting a lot of notifications from a FB thread they commented in.
Post by bohemianmango on May 24, 2015 16:11:20 GMT -5
My baby cousin graduated with her BA today! She was also chosen by her classmates and surprised with an award I'm so proud of her.
When the Masters students were presented, my grandpa told my cousin, "I got my masters too. In baiting." My grandpa is forever a teenage boy or at least has the humor of one. At his 85th birthday, he said the candles were wrong. He said he's forever 69. Never grow up grandpa!
I have been listening To my 2 year old screaming and tantruming over everything for the last 3 1/2 motherfucking hours. Oh, And my dog has been puking since 3 o'clock this morning.