Blech

I'm already over apartment living. Our neighbors are dopers and I can smell the pot in the hallway, thats just what a pregnant mama needs...a contact high...considering calling the police or at least CPS, they have 2 small children.


Could the weather suck any more? It's cold outside, it isn't even going to get above 50* for the rest of the week. I'm sick of being cooped up in the house. It's too cold to go to the park. I really should take James to the rec, we've got that membership, but that requires driving across town. LOL...lazy lazy me. I should do that tomorrow. He'd like that...we can play in the gym. They have a toddler swim time but my fat pregnant but ain't getting in a bathing suit.



I'm finally ALMOST dug out. The living room looks more like a living room than a place with 4897231894719284789237 boxes scattered around. When J gets home I'm going to have him move the couch over even with the wall, then put the recliner in front of the window. He doesn't want it in front of the window, but I don't want it where it is. It looks stupid there. Gotta find a better place for the glider rocker and somewhere for the kitchen chairs considering we don't have a kitchen table, no space for it. Also gotta fold the laundry and put it away. Might see about doing some laundry...the washing machine is supposidly on the fritz, but may as well try. I should talk to the LL about fixing it.