Oh hey look, I have a website. Imagine that! I bet I don’t have any readers left considering I’ve posted utter crap in sporadic bursts for a while now. If you’re still here, thanks!
I’m still having problems with my back and I have a yucky cold, so I’m going to the doctor today about both issues. I also have an exterminator coming to the house today to do a termite inspection, but they can’t possibly give me any less than a two-hour window, so I’m working from home for a few hours while I wait for them. My landlord scheduled it for my house and the house next door, which he also owns and rents out. Evidently we have had termite problems in the past. I wonder if that explains the weird enormous cracks in the paint throughout the house. I can hear them going off like shotguns sometimes and since I am a little catastrophe-minded, I sit and wonder if it’s possible for the house to actually fall down around me. There are, seriously, cracks several feet long in multiple areas of the house, though most of them are on the walls around the staircase. Could that be termites? I don’t know. I started to Google and then got grossed out by all the pictures and quit.
I’m also stressing that they may want to treat the house for termites this afternoon, and I’m not sure what to do about Abby and Marco. Should I take them with me to the doctor and leave them in the car? Don’t you have to take pets out of the house when they do exterminating things?
Did I tell you that I let Jamie practice driving while I was home over break? It’s true. She has her learner’s permit but my parents are so paranoid and spazzy these days that they’ll never take her out driving. So I drove her over to the elementary school and we practiced parking and turning and driving and such, and then I decided to let her try to drive home from there on the real road. Of course, the first thing we see is a tractor trailer coming toward us on the two-lane road. Jamie did very well, and I get a gold star for not hissing or fake-braking once. I nearly pooped my pants, though. I think teaching kids to drive must be one of the most frightening things a parent will ever do.
There’s a bit for you for now. I really need to get back into the habit of writing regularly again. In other news, I am hungry. The end.