Da man is taking too long to put the house together. They said it would be "3 or 4 days" from the time it was plopped on the foundation. I could go on and on about each contractor, and how everything has a "glitch" but that might bore the casual reader. Just take my word -- it's been a cluster fuck.
I keep having to push back the delivery of the furniture, and now I have to take a day without pay in order to be there. Things are looking hopeless right now, and I'm discouraged. I know I'll be in my new house soon, but it's so close I can taste it. It's been almost 3 months exactly since the fire, and I know that is really not too bad -- to lose your house and get another in 3 months.
But I have this brain problem. This overactive hunk of flesh that makes me obsess about things. I've been wondering lately if I've been misdiagnosed. I think i have traces of obsessive/compulsive disorder in addition to the mildly bipolar swings. I want things to happen quickly, and I have such a hard time waiting -- it's like the feeling right before you take a good dump and it kinda hurts. Once the poop comes out, it's all worth it, but in that split second where there's pain -- that's where I'm stuck.
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