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“but the world doesn’t think much of me”

August 22, 2011

Things i haven’t been writing about:

  • The unpleasant summer. It didn’t rain for two months. It felt like August all of June and July. August has been better, and slightly wet, but still August. Nevermind the things that haven’t gotten done due to the heat.
  • Unpleasant work. Granted, i get a little frustrated when i’m swamped at work. But that’s nothing compared to having nothing to do. There’s really nothing worse. Fortunately, i think that’s tapering off.
  • Other unpleasantness. Things have been weird and distant between me and Jamie all summer. This is also finally improving, i think.

Things i was intending to write about this week:

  • Jamie’s new role as full-time-student and pool boy. Good news!
  • As a result of the above, we are pretty broke. This is occasionally stressful, but in many ways stress reducing, in that it has forced us to slow down.  (Also, being broke with a savings is in no way related to being broke without a savings, which is its own special form of stress, which we are not dealing with now.)
  • We are on the road to being foster parents. It’ll be a minute. But we cleaned up the Boys’ Room a bit – i’m rather proud of the set of beds i made (for $250, including mattresses and linens). Projects are good for overshadowing the paralyzing fear.
  • Things in general have been really lovely for a week or two. I think it is a result of occasionally seeing my wife. Sometimes we even spend time together. Also, there was lots of crying and she’s medicating me now. But things are greatly improved.
  • Exciting projects! I tore down the back porch before it hit 100+ degrees around here. I intend to re-build now that it has dipped below 100 again. Wonderful plans for the kitchen.

Things that have happened in the last 24 hours:

  • The rat problem is always bigger than we had thought. And they almost got our canning peaches.
  • The neighbor had our friend’s car towed because we had parked it (like every other car in the neighborhood) with two wheels up on the curb to keep it out of traffic. The neighbor had not bothered with such difficult options as “hey? could you move that?” The police also felt it to be too much trouble to ticket it or leave a warning. The police also said there were “photos” (there were not) of the car parked “all over the grass” (nonexistent, because they park in the yard, which is 100%  dirt). $300 dollars later, i am trying to figure out how many code violations said neighbor might need reported.
  • I moved the curio cabinet to build some new kitchen shelving, only to find moldy walls.  Which led to soaking wet floor, removal of flooring and wood paneling, floor-to ceiling mold, a mostly rotted beam, and a hole to the outdoors at the roofline. That’s what we found before bed.
  • The hot water heater pilot won’t re-light.

People i want to kick:

  • The neighbor (above-mentioned – other neighbors are awesome).
  • The real estate agent who sold us the house. Either he was lying about it being his mother-in-law’s, or he was lying about everything else.
  • The inspector. God only knows what we paid him for. I’m not expecting him to be able to see through paneling, but, had he had eyes, enough other things would have come to our attention to raise some concerns.
  • Our real estate agent. She’s just a sleaze. If she hadn’t been, we may have worked out the above.
  • The rats. Not really. That’s gross.
    The dogs killed one for me though (eww! good dogs! eww!)

-Lady Brett

"Fall Apart Again" - Brandi Carlile
4 Comments leave one →
  1. August 22, 2011 3:58 pm

    Yowzer. This is a seriously mixed bag post. You’ve got a full plate, Brett. When I get overwhelmed with “pest” I just name them. It helps me care about them a little bit even when they wake me up while they dump over my garbage all over the damn place in the middle of the night right before they try to eat my goldfish as they bathe in our pond (damn Marcus!… but she’s so cute… but damn her!)

    And what is this foster parent news?!? I want so much more info on this. That sounds amazing and exciting and HUGE! Also, I’m not a kicker but you’ve got a great list of a-holes going and would love to Julia-Sugarbaker-style chew their asses while you kick at them. Shall we schedule a time? We’ll need someone to record this. It’s going to go viral on youtube. I just know it. I’ve got time on Thursday. Let me know. And take good care of yourself in all of the mean time.

  2. August 24, 2011 9:32 am

    “paralyzing fear” – I can’t even imagine. I am so impressed with you.

    Thank you for this very raw and touching update. These are strange times but even strange times eventually come back down to normal again. The moments pass.

    P.S. – Doesn’t JJ make everything better? I’ll join you two in the ass-kicking if you need someone to poke annoyingly at them. You are going to be kicking and JJ is going to be verbally destroying them so the least I could do is poke.

    P.P.S. – Thank you for liking my swimsuits! They are from @nthropologie (.com) and about 1/4 of the original price. I love a good sale.

  3. August 25, 2011 1:07 pm

    ha! y’all make me smile! thanks. things are improving.

  4. September 1, 2011 8:12 am

    I hope they continue improving! It *is* somewhat bizarre that no one found anything wrong with the house. Were the realtor and the inspector “in cahoots” as they say? Did you say you tore apart pieces of your house?? You are the handiest femme ever.

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