Life As We Know It
Saturday, July 06, 2013
Well, there's a man living in my yard now. He's my landscaper, and living in a PODS.
A third fellow might contribute a house to my rental empire. Or, at least, half the revenue from one.
Three years of debt wind up fitting nicely into a portable filing bin. And really aren't so scary after all: just paperwork.
My cat has gone into training, too. Apparently. I didn't know hacking up hairballs had become a Feline Olympics sport. But, man, lately, she's going for gold.
My roommate made a client of hers swing by with 24 Doritos tacos for the holiday, just to see if he would.
He did, and know the whole house is getting sick on Day Three of our diet of those spicy/crappy leftovers.
So, my weight's back up a little. And, otherwise, externally nothing has changed.
But, internally, I feel fantastic. Lining up my debt to get slayed, bartering free landscaping while giving a proud veteran a place to live. And, you know -- no need to grocery shop.
My life is weird as ever and I love it.