The weird part is how I was basically fine and had a normal energy level in Colorado. But back home, it's like someone removed my batteries.
That's how it always goes for me - my adrenaline goes up or just the fact that I have to do whatever keeps me going fine through the stressful stuff but as soon as I let my breath out and start to relax, boom. Usually I get sick.
Nice! A lot of the bungalows around here are 1.5-2 story, so I made assumptions. The ones at the link are nice. I'd want a larger kitchen and a second bedroom, but floors, windows, and other details are lovely.
Yeah, the name makes it easy to confuse the two, but bungalows and bungalow courts are different (but related!) things. There were a handful of bungalow courts that were 1.5 stories, but the bulk of them were not.
They are, sadly, exactly the type of affordable housing that's zoned for bigger things and thus goes away in the boom times.
No word from the job people. So much for them getting back to him by Friday.
Bummer, Dana. I hope you hear soon, and good news!
OK, Oprah, I'm eating bread! Jeesh.
Boo! That sucks, Dana. Especially since now it's the weekend. :(
Our jobs haven't been posted yet. But I'll work on the damned resume this weekend anyway.
I'm gonna be a grownup this weekend and knock shit off my to do list, goddamnit. (Having a case of the ' I'm fucking everything up')
That is also my plan, although not tonight. Tonight I am catching up on TV. Tomorrow morning, shit gets done.