It's just so hard some days

 I almost have my license plate on my car.  I was able to get the front plate taken off and the new one put on but I had to call my mommy to have her find a screw driver that would help me with the back.  Go ahead and judge me.  That one was tough and I got one almost in and the other is being a bitch.  I will be back outside tomorrow and try to get it tightened.  Or hope I see my neighbor across the alley.  I can probably get it.  The humidity was getting to me and all that leaning over and me not being so petite can be wearing on my old lady knees.  I got the front taken care of so that's not so bad, is it? 

We are approaching the one year anniversary of getting our rent raised and my mom is freaking her freak even more.  I didn't want her to come downstairs and help me.  I knew she had one of those fancy screwdrivers that could have helped me but that didn't seem to do the trick.  I'm capable of fixing it.  If it flies off and a cop stops me, I can tell them I made an effort and I got hit by a semi.  Leave me alone.

I got plenty done with a lot of people taking an extra day.  It would have been nice but I'm not a big fan of taking a leisurely drive on the freeway these days since my days off haven't turned out so well at times.  

I dislike it when I see people standing outside the grocery store trying to sell something.  I just want to get my stuff and go.  Leave me alone.  I dislike having to say no to girl scout cookies.  It's like I'm in this shape from not saying no.  I flip the earbuds in and pretend I can't hear anyone, but they weren't going to chase me today.  Fine by me!  

I am very good at switching through the catalog of songs I have saved on my phone and I may zero in on one and keep playing it over, but today, I let the catalog play.  I have a lot of Maroon 5 and I don't know why.  Some of their songs are boring as hell.  I like a few of them.  My old friend Stevie Wonder came on the que with "As."  That would be a great wedding song.  Seemed like everyone wants to play some overly dramatic garbage at weddings.  Or Adele. Or Celine Dion. I think Almost Paradise from the Footloose soundtrack seemed to be a popular song.  I think Footloose would have made a great wedding song. 

These idiotic thoughts are why I live with my mom, I guess.  

It's hard being me.  

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