bitterdiva

Home improvements

The boy and I have been trying to 'spruce' up our apartment with the summer months coming and the junk pile getting higher than hippies on 4/20. Last Thursday, the girls came over to help rid the backporch of bottles. I hear something to the order of 197 were returned with probably another 150 left to go.

Friday, my 'rents spent the night and my mother brought me up some Hostas, Lilies of the Valley, Impatiens, Basil, and Chives to be planted or potted whichever. Mom weeded the front patch of yard whilst she waited for me to arrive home from work.

Saturday, we traveled to Home Despot to purchase gardening tools, black weed liner, and red cedar mulch for the front yard. Upon arriving home, our landlady's brother was attacking the patch with evericide.. you know the shit that has no cares of what kind of living plant it is. All that fucking hard work she put in for nothing, the landlady & husband are planning on redoing the patch because they need to make the downstairs invitingly rentible. She took home the liner and the soil, left me with the vegitation and mulch - perhaps all is not lost.

Today, after the first religious cannibalistic act of the boy's nephew, I again attempted the backporch and finishing up some of the dutites my mother imparted on me. I potted the chives and basil, started seeds of more chives and basil along with cat grass and sunny flowers. I broke one of the terracotta pots and improvised with a ziploc container until I can again return to home depot.

Once we rid the backporch of the excessive display of our high quality drinking problem, it'll be in some shape of tidiness. The plants are now happily resting on the shelves, the rug has been vacuumed and so help me buddha if I have to clean that mess again there'll be casualities to the likes of which Vlad the Impaler have never seen.

On a different note, there's a window of a house kitty-corner to ours that either has an insane person or a crushful boy living in it. Every other day there's a note to some laddy (I presume lady since it says you're so beautiful) gushing about their attractiveness & whatnot. I want to know who is the object of affection and why this person is overly obsessed.

07:31 PM

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