Things. Things have been happening. My wonderful husband purchased a new laptop for me because mine broke when I was in the states. I've been without for about four months and it wasn't as awful as I thought it was going to be. Other than the fact that I couldn't blog. Well, I could but if you know me, then you know my relationship with Zach's laptop has been rather rocky from the beginning. We don't really see eye to eye and now that he's installed Linux it's like we aren't even connected any more.
There's a lot of this: "You stupid piece of *expletive*! I didn't even click that! Ugh Zachary! Why does it hate me?"
Then there's this: "Why can't we just get along? We love the same man. Why must you always make a fool out of me and work whenever he walks over but completely disregard my commands? Don't be jealous. We can share. I'll even learn to backup your hard drive if that's what you want."
I also ventured into the working world again. Yep, you heard/read that correctly. Once I got back from the states, it was my goal to find an office job so I could live a normal, paper pushing 9-5er. However when you work in the bar industry for long periods of time, people don't think much of your office skills. I'm a raging alcoholic who parties all the time, probably will show up to work hungover and I have no people skills. 30-40 resumes later, I submitted and went to a bar...to put in an application. Which I was hired on the spot because apparently I do have people skills. I enjoy it very much. There's a pool. How can you not love a bar with a pool? Right? Eh? Well that leads me to my next venture.
Moooooom, she's doing that paleo thing again...only I heard she's not drinking?! What?
I started a sugar detox today. It's only 21 days which is a lot easier to not drink than let's say 90 days...which was my previous endeavor. Anyone care to guess how that one turned out? Also, the balsamic vinegar on my slipper/foot is a new recipe I'm trying out. Not that I'm going to eat feet....I was thinking squash which smells like pumpkin which I detest. We'll see about this one.
I recently celebrated my 2nd anniversary to the man who continually puts up with my crazy. I think he just lets it roll of his shoulders. I can't really think of any other way to deal with it.
My female dog still humps the male. The male has started rooting through the laundry room to find my underwear....it reminds me of one of those truffle searching pigs. Only it's underwear and it's gross. I started paying the neighbor girl $20 bucks a week to walk my dogs. That's a lot of money for a 12 year old...right? I was earning nickels picking up ciggarette butts when I was her age. The dogs get so excited for their walks that I thought "Hey, I'll throw in an extra 10 bucks a week if she takes them for just 5-10 minutes longer." That would equal out $120 a month. That was like a whole year of savings for me. The response was "No thank you, I think the shorter walks are fine."
Maybe my dogs really are assholes?
Keep on being charming.
Xoxo
Riley Writes
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