Tuesday, November 08, 2005

The blahs

I have haven't wanted to do anything for the last week. I have to force myself to get up, do laundry, dishes, cook, anything.

Today was a little better-I took care of some things and actually felt a twinge of motivation.

Rick's son got hit today while driving Rick's car to work. He is ok thank goodness, but the car is not. An SUV hit it and what windows didn't shatter out were cracked. 3 doors won't open and the one that does open won't shut now. It must have hit pretty hard because the stereo and some plastic areas on the dash blew out. The backend of the car is about 6 inches lower now, it's all buckled down the sides.

Rick was to make the last payement on it December 1.

I finally got the freeloader renters out but it was a mess. I filled up 4 dumpsters of stuff they left behind and someone decided to be artistic and painted what looks like a drug induced mural in the bedroom. Rick and I were disgusted when we saw the mess they left, and they had an infant crawling around in all that-shudder.

Hopefully I can clean it out and get it rented soon before I start getting too far behind on bills.

Hopefully tomorrow I can get off my butt and do something productive. I promised my Dad I would help him take down his air conditioner since we are supposed to have a freeze this week-today was 85!

Hope everyone has a great week :)


Anonymous said...

Getting out of bed is always the worst; I almost always have to convince myself that I really want to--which I don't, except lying in bed gets uncomfortable after awhile--and I'm too nervous to enjoy it anyway!
Hopefully insurance will cover the car.
And yet another reason I've never wanted to be a landlord! Though technically, I am--fortunately to nice people I've known for decades.
It was 82 here yesterday--and probably freeze tonight!
I hope your week goes well--you're in my thoughts! Sim

Donna said...

This is a depressing time of year. And with a recent death in the family, it's worse. Just know you are not alone.

Planet Kristin said...

Tash and I are just sitting here with our mouths open...

I read the posting about the funeral and we both just assumed...

I'm so sorry.
I don't even know what to say except I'm sorry.

Tell Joe-fus we're thinking about you all and give everyone hugs for us. Especially your mom, which she'll dislike and yell at me for, but give her one anyway...(She cracks me up!) gdfdzxo

Love ya!