usmcsis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- didn't we just leave plymouth? jeff just left for work, fussing at me for not being asleep. oh well. can't sleep. that's life. i was watching tv earlier and i saw a commercial for disposable washcloths. are we really so lazy now that we need disposable washcloths? i mean, really, is it so difficult to wash your own fucking washcloth? besides, the world so needs more garbage. i just don't understand. i'm not all enviromental crazy or anything. i just don't get the need for everything in the world to be disposable. i do use paper plates though, but only because jeff and i both hate to do the dishes. i don't recycle for the same reason that most people don't recycle. it takes effort. chesterfield county does offer recycle pickups where they provide you with bins that you sit on your curb with your newspaper and plastics in, but the apartment complex doesn't participate in it. we have been saving our cans lately to take in. we just haven't taken them in yet. lol anyway, i'm so tired but when i lay down and close my eyes i think. thinking sucks. i don't want to think right now. or ever again. i've been going over numbers in my head all day trying to figure out if there is anyway to stay here and not have to move in the next 11 days. god i hate moving. it is possible that we could stay and it would almost put us on even ground. almost. of course, if we decide to move, which we need to decide in the next few hours, then we could save money by going someplace cheaper. jeff and i looked at houses for rent in the paper today and we found several 3 bedroom houses for less than we pay for this apartment. which is only 2 bedrooms. i do not want to move. i hate moving. i am going to apply for a house in hopewell tomorrow morning. it is across the street from my grandma's house. it's a decent little house. it's old. it has no central a/c. it has oil heat. but other than that, it's okay. it's 3 bedrooms, nice size yard, big garage/shed in the backyard. kinda small but jeff and i only need so much room ya know. of course with the outbuilding i could try to get my stuff out of storage and put it in the garage and lock it up and not have to worry about the u-haul bitch trying to auction it off. it would be way more of a drive to work for both me and jeff, but it's over 100 dollars less a month than here. and we wouldn't have to fight with our neighbors about parking in our parking spots all the time because we'd have our own driveway. :) but we'd have to move. it's also like a 10 minute drive to my parents house, it cuts over 30 minutes off the drive out to jeff's folks, it's way closer to allen, it puts us a ways from sierra and drake though, and it's a 2 minute drive to the hospital where my dad is having his chemo for the next several months. oh, then there's the fact that my ex-husband lives 2 streets over. and we'd have to move. and there is the fact that my grandma is the nosiest woman on the face of the earth. everyone in the family will know what kind of toilet paper we use. think i'm joking? the woman keeps binoculars in her dining room right next to her front windows. she's a one-woman neighborhood watch. okay, it's 2:30. i need sleep, my eyes are burning. night. ________________________________________ they set off from plymouth and they landed in plymouth. how lucky. 2:07 am - 27 Aug 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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