You guys! In five days Scott and I will be home owners!!! I honestly felt like this day would never ever come, but its looking me right in the face saying “I’m right here bitch” and I’m slightly terrified. How do I feel after three months of waiting? nervecited, its nervous and excited slammed together and i just made it up, feel free to make it a thing.
Scott and I have finally figured out colors (kind of) by that i mean he finally realized that it doesn’t matter how much he thinks a color looks like a different one to him, that grey is absolutely
not green. I let him pick out what colors he liked over and over again until I found ones I like within his range of taste. I can’t tell you how many times “this blue looks nice” was directed at me only for me to tell him that it was lilac and not a very light blue. The colorblind struggle is real, and it runs wild.
I feel like a stressed out maniac though, because I have a whole storage unit to move, a bedroom of things to move, we have to buy a washer and dryer, paint the entire house, and figure out how to move the parrot and ferrets. *side note* did I tell you guys I got a parrot? His name is clyde and he’s a blue crowned conure, and we’re finally getting to the point where he trusts me. Any way, back to what I was saying, I have so much to do, and not nearly enough time to figure it all out! Main point? I’m stressing the fuck out.
All in all, I’m happy. Everything is working out. Im not dead or near death today, I have goals set for the week to come, and I don’t have to worry about the house deal falling through anymore. So, HOORAY for all of that. Things are looking up. Now I wish I had cake to top this all off.
I know this was just a bunch of rambling, but if you’ve been here long enough you know that thats just me being who I am. I’m sorry and you’re welcome.