It does, there ain’t no way ’round that particular factoid. It just fucking blows.

My office is packed, mostly, I still need my scanner and printer.

The garage is almost done being packed. I have one more table of shit to sort through and pack up.

We have given away probably thousands of dollars worth of shit over the past few days. The only things left are the living room furniture and the dresser in the bedroom. Oh, and 3 bookcases we’re listing on Craig’s List in a few.

Vultures, descending on the carrion of our lives. The yard sale we were going to have was vetoed by us both by noon on Sunday. Fuck that shit. We made a whopping 93 dollars over both days. Most of that on Saturday. So yeah, vultures. It’s amazing how fast the hordes fall upon all our old, shitty crap. Ok, so some of it was pretty nice, we just don’t want to fuck with it. But still, amazing. I’ve found the only way to manage giving free shit away is to be a royal bitch in the post. That way people don’t fuck around with knocking on the door to see what else we might have left that we haven’t put out yet, or emailing to find out what we have, can we take pictures, will we hold something. Fuck no. So I’m a bitch and tell everyone to just show up and get what you want. Don’t knock, don’t email, don’t ask me to hold a damn thing. Just come get it, I’ll delete the post when all the shit is gone. As a matter of fact I ignore emails. I mean, I’ll read ‘em just to laugh at some dumb fuck who’s too lazy and/or stupid to read, but I won’t respond. I don’t give a fuck about you and your 6 starving kids. You shoulda sucked him off instead, honey.

Yes, I really got some piss poor sob story about being a single mom with 6 kids. Like I give a fuck about your illegitimate offspring, you slut.

Moving puts me in a sour frame of mind. My poor husband has been a saint and put up with my bitchiness without complaint. He is understanding as all fuck.

2 days and counting. OMG.

This gives me hope that I’ll have Spanky around a good, long while yet.  He’s 14 and arthritic, some days that’s hard to acknowledge.

Such a depressing start to what, so far (weather notwithstanding) it’s a pretty great day.

Yesterday part of my gifts arrived.  I got two drill presses!  A mistake on Amazon’s part, one of them is getting shipped back, or maybe I’ll see if I can’t sell it on Craig’s List first.  It’d save me the hassle of the post office.  Anyone need a Dremel drill press?  40.00!

I have a lot of other stuff coming my way.  Hopefully it’ll take a while so I have time to clean up the garage and get my shit organized.

This year for our birthdays my sister and I are taking each other out to lunch and yarn shopping.  Like I need more yarn.  I do though.  I need some wool for the mary jane felted slippers I want to make and Jat told me to knock myself out on the Noro sock, so I’ll be picking up 3 skeins of that as well to knit this.  The problem?  I can’t decide between this colorway or this one.  Either one would make a gorgeous Jeanie, I just can’t figure out which one I like better.

Merry Christmas!

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