no bed, no kitchen table
and a couple hours ago, no renter's insurance, though that, along with my phone and internet, to really end Monday 22nd.
Day by day to slowly get ready to move 15 miles away, to an apartment in which the new living room and bedroom could both fit into my current bedroom, but...
Last night to give away my kitchen table, and throw away my mattress; the mattress, from 2007, was in such bad shape that sleeping on the floor isn't any worse.
At least last night, the woman who helped me neuter a homeless cat, heard the music from downstairs, in my ex-bedroom, where my computer now rests.
Predictably (?) a really wacko local asked if I had anything to give away, when he saw the stuff being put into her car, with him following me up the steps into my apt---with me reluctantly willing to give him my last electric radiator when I move. This is the same ex-dentist?doctor (according to even my own dentist) who eats out the garbage, and puts UNOPENED loafs of bread out for cats in the alley at the neighborhood grocery store.
And, today, at insurance agent I got to badmouth the notorious street where I live, and repeat how my landlord allegedly complained that I really hated the downstairs idiot cause he smokes pot, and I'm sober. "Excuse me?!" the insurance agent's secretary said, though with me repeating about its the notorious main drag of town, she didn't find it too outlandish.
Day by day to slowly get ready to move 15 miles away, to an apartment in which the new living room and bedroom could both fit into my current bedroom, but...
Last night to give away my kitchen table, and throw away my mattress; the mattress, from 2007, was in such bad shape that sleeping on the floor isn't any worse.
At least last night, the woman who helped me neuter a homeless cat, heard the music from downstairs, in my ex-bedroom, where my computer now rests.
Predictably (?) a really wacko local asked if I had anything to give away, when he saw the stuff being put into her car, with him following me up the steps into my apt---with me reluctantly willing to give him my last electric radiator when I move. This is the same ex-dentist?doctor (according to even my own dentist) who eats out the garbage, and puts UNOPENED loafs of bread out for cats in the alley at the neighborhood grocery store.
And, today, at insurance agent I got to badmouth the notorious street where I live, and repeat how my landlord allegedly complained that I really hated the downstairs idiot cause he smokes pot, and I'm sober. "Excuse me?!" the insurance agent's secretary said, though with me repeating about its the notorious main drag of town, she didn't find it too outlandish.
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I am so excited to be reading of your move. I bet your cat will be calmer once you both get settled. Loud music really bothers my cats. Please fill us in about the new neighborhood when you get a chance.