I was thrilled to be informed that:
A) "We're writing to tell you that, Hey! Guess what?! We sold your house!"
B) "Enclosed is the name of the new owners and oh, by the way, we're closing in less than a week so don't forget to go sign a new lease with them."
C) "Oh and before we forget, they want to inspect the place and adjust rents accordingly."
D) As I've asked so many other times in my life, "What does a stroke feel like?!"
So I'm sitting here losing it... the landlord's not answering his phone (Hmm... go figure..) and it's after five so I can't reach any others involved!AGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Made for a great night... barfing, and other gastric issues along with a headache the size of Mars. Why do I always get so physically sick when I get upset? I can't even laugh at it anymore. (And to think I'm going to be 50 in a year. That should be a blast.)
I spent today in utter denial. Worked for me. Of course I know I can't rely on that as a course of long term action... well... maybe? No. But... nope, have to face reality. I can only remain in denial until tomorrow morning.Maybe around nine, no wait maybe noon. As I haven't slept, and chances are looking pretty thin for any rest tonight I'm shooting for noon. If I manage to fall asleep at 5 or 6 a.m. I'll definitely shoot for noon.
I had hoped to surf the night away but it's storming and I hesitate to remain on line and have my computer get fried. I really would lose it then.Cripes... I'm just so damn tired of life continuously coming up and smacking me in the back of the bean!
Will I ever get a break? Well, that's a stupid question... I'm still alive so I guess that's the break that means the most so I shouldn't be bitching.
I wish I were here right now....
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