It's Saturday night and I ain't got nobody...........and I'm really digging it too!
I'm officially in at the Murder House. I'm tired as all fck, but I have a rather large grin on my face as I sit on my front porch sipping a quality beer and smoking another one of those nice cigars.
The boys spent the day helping their mother move, so my brother Bobby came over this morning and helped me make the five or six trips I needed to do to finish off. Their mother has a piano and got an upstairs condo. Gee I bet that was fun, lol.
I got all the necessaries done to make it through the first night and finally decided it's time to quit for today.
OMG this is good! A person doesn't really realize when they're living under an iron fist until they're not. I would not be doing what I'm doing right this minute if she were here. First off there would be the blah, blah, blah about how under appreciated teachers really, really are. Then i would have to comment on what a great idea it was to make all of our hangers match. Then I would be wrapping my head in duct tape to prevent too much splatter from when my head explodes........
The boys are done moving their mother's stuff now, I believe. She wants them to stay for a bit to help rearrange things the way she likes it. Which means I won't see them for at least twenty years since they'll never get it the way she likes it.
I moved my cat the very first thing this morning, I figured it would be less stressful for his little pinhead that way. He's just now finally come out of his hiding place to visit.
I don't want you fellas to think this is all fun and games though. First off, I have to find a new liquor store I like......