Holey Cowabunga.... you are slaying me here....
Okay, got a truck load of stuff taken to Goodwill yesterday. Organized the crap in storage. Where did I get all this stuff?? Good grief. I'm only taking stuff I love and things that support my life/lifestyle, and nothing ELSE, except pet stuff and pets.
There is more stuff I found in the house.... again I ask you... where did I get all this stuff???
Roomie: "wtf are you doing? you could have gotten $xx.xx for that "_____"
Me: "rolling eyes and giving the "Icouldgiveashit" look.
So? The money is already gone, I spent it, I'm not going to make myself sick schleping crap to make a couple of bucks. Instead of complaining to me about my lack of greed and averice, why don't you clean out the freaking garage no one can walk in except the cats? You do it your way, I'll do it mine.
*Frank Sinatra belting it out in the background of my home movie....
So how are my favorite peeps??? Anyone else survive 3 days of drunk/texting/cell phone talkin drivers??
Woo hoo......... finally, a day of rest.