Who has two thumbs and just ugly cried through the last episode of the last season of Schitt’s Creek?
Me.
Then I made the mistake of watching the retrospective after show.
What an great show. It took a little while for me to get into it, then it seemed to just fly by. In my defense, I was not mentally prepared for the final episode. I though there was one more season.
So yeah. Now I have to find another no think show. Hopefully I won’t get too attached to it.
Note: I’m writing this on Wednesday, for posting on Thursday.
So I’m going about my business, watching Orange is the New Black, and I go into the bathroom, and those lyrics pop into my head. And I stop dead in my tracks, and burst into tears. So I figure that if I’m going to continue to cry, I’d rather do it in the privacy of my bedroom, as opposed to crying in front of my mom.
As the title says, all my bags are packed, I’m ready to go. Actually all I have left is a hamper that’s packed, a dresser and a borrowed television. And a fan, for white noise. All my pictures are off the walls.
My mom asked me at dinner if I was going to be over for supper. I said no. Then she asked if I wanted to come over for lunch. I think I broke her heart when I said no to that as well. I feel terrible. I’ll be over Sunday for my grammas birthday dinner.
I’m excited to be on my own again. I’m terrified of being on my own again. I’m going to be ok. I know it. I know it in my bones. It’s been a helluva long time since I’ve been by myself. I mean I can’t wait! I really can’t, but I don’t know. I’m going to miss my mom and my dad. I going to really miss my gramma.
Jesus Christ, listen to me. I’m talking like I’m moving far away. I’m literally 5 minutes on foot away from Shady Acres. I’ve never lived in the same city as my parents. It’s gonna be ok.
It’s gonna be ok.
It’s gonna be ok.
Tomorrow night, I’m going to be making Rattlesnake Pasta for dinner. I’m very excited about that for sure.
Tomorrow, I sleep in a king sized bed.
And, I have a pair of genie pants with my name on it. I’ll be wearing those tomorrow night.
I got this. The next post will be from my new place – The Flat.
Thanks for listening. This started out sad, but I think that it ended on the happiest note! You guys are the best, for sure!
This is the first time in a long long time that I’m up after Crystal has gone to bed. It’s our date night and we made it through one episode of Ozark, and she said she would t be able to stay awake for the next one. So we shut it off.
Her tummy was bothering here and she was really tired. I think it’s just the stress of what’s to come. It’s making her not sleep well.
I’m still worried.
I can’t do anything from up here. Nothing. Just words.
So I finished my episode of Downton Abbey and now it’s time to go out and have some devils cabbage, and go to sleep.
Oh god, I hope she has a good sleep. I miss her so much. Sleep well my love, I’ll talk to you in the morning. I love you so much ❤️
Sleep well.
There. I feel a little better. I had a panicked though; do I have the Rocky Horror soundtrack? A quick check, and I do. Phew.
Shady Acres went down for a nap, I went for a walk.
Time Warp – as loud as possible.
Doing the dance where no one could see me. Made me smile and happy. And sad that Crystal wasn’t here, laughing at me doing the dance.
So now, I’m just a little homesick. But still in a better mood than 30 minutes ago.
And it’s totally possible, that I’m the first person in TinyTown to walk down Main St, listening to the soundtrack. I surprised myself knowing almost all the words to the songs.
I rag on Rocky Horror for being the worst movie with the best soundtrack, but I’d give up everything I have to watch it with her this afternoon, curled up on the couch with the kitties.
Polka is life.
Like I said in my last post, I knew it would only take a couple of hours to clean the basement. About 6 to be exact. I turned on some tunes donned some gloves and went at it. Thankfully after about 20 minutes my mom gave up helping and left. I didn’t really feel like chatting as i did this. I respected them and didn’t play the music I wanted to.
But I’d say it’s pretty much clean down there. If I had the drive in me, I’d hook up the PlayStation 2, the Xbox, the GameCube, or the N64. Or the VHS player to play the 5 shelves of VHS tapes. There’s some classics down stairs.
Oh the picture that looks like a bed in the middle of the room, is a pool table, if you didn’t figure it out by the pool cues on the wall.
I’m tired. It’s been a long day. I have a headache. Why does Tuesday feel like a Monday? I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed this morning.
That’s one of the classy VHS tapes. I started to organize them as I put them back on the bookcase, I gave up on the pretty quickly. I just put them back. I did take some pictures for C. I’ll sent them to her tonight. She’ll need the laugh after her day from hell.