Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Party Pooper

Somehow I was designated to be the one that everyone else followed to a pre-4th of July party. I somewhat had an idea of where I was going.

Then I get lost. I had been to the house before, but awhile back. I couldn't find it and finally everyone that was following me gave up! I don't blame them-but I had doubts about finding it before I even got in the car.

On top of that, no one had a phone number to call to verify the address. Oh well, I'm home and probably it was a sign.

I was going to go mow today but got too late of a start and just did a few things around the house. I hope to get more accomplished tomorrow other than a few loads of laundry, a sinkfull of dishes and a crick in my neck.

Going back to talking about procrastination-I'm doing it again and it's a vicious cycle I can't seem to get out of.

I started thinking about the application I put in recently. My credit report looks bad, and the place I applied for looks at your credit. When I was with my ex we bought several houses together as rental properties, and for some reason it lists all those houses as previous addresses. I'm worried that it makes me look unstable.

My priority is to get the vacant rentals finished, get them rented and then I'll start applying at other places, but like I said procrastination is setting in for some reason.

I want to go over a budget with Rick, but I think it'll be like pulling teeth with him! I think I'll save it for wednesday or thursday since the 4th is a holiday as well as our 4 year anniversary. He thought it was the 1st, and forgot last year as well, so I'm hoping that will mean he will go overboard on my present! Nah, I'll give him credit that he was within a week this time!

This is what I got for him, he had been wanting one for awhile:



It's funny/sad because I used to have a really nice one like this, but during the divorce I gave it away!

I hope everyone has a great holiday! :)

1 comment:

Sim Warford said...

Doug's always wanted one of those--but ended up liking the curio-clock for his barware--good thing, too, 'cause we've run out of room for anything else! Though I've always wanted one of those, too--what better way to spend a Sunday afternoon than getting drunk, and trying to figure out which country is going to bomb someone next?!