8-13-13
And the walls came down!
Ken had to be at Steve much of the afternoon to be with the electrician.
I opted to stay so I could work. I managed to move part of the blue couch into
the temporary living room (AKA old bedroom) along with pulling down multiple
panels from the walls after moving the piano a bit. I have determined, though,
that I want my own Wonderbar. LOL! Ours was at Steve and boy could I have used
it. Instead I used other random tools to get the job done.
Ken arrived home and he helped me with the panels in the
entry way. It looks so strange there, now, what with it lacking in the dark
panels. I am quite excited!
I need to go to Steve probably today with Ken because it
turns out he will be handling some of the wiring himself, specifically in the
family room. I need to consult with him on where we need outlets, etc. I am
going to hopefully take over the cat tree when we go.
The next plan is to also start pulling crap out of the
garage. We want to get out what we are keeping so we can put it in the POD. We
also need to get out whatever else needs to be sold since the yard sale is the
31st.
In non-house news, it looks as though a kid on our team may
have an interesting figure for a father from my past. Once upon a time, in a
land called Redondo Beach, a group of friends decided to go on a picnic. They
set out for a park and found a nice large tree where they all sat and had a
nice time.
It was at this point that there was an angry punk ass. He
proceeded to pick a fight with the young man at the picnic. Sadly, the young
man at the picnic didn’t seem to sense the right amount of danger and only
ended up pissing off the punk ass further.
All of this resulted in an actual fight. Punches were
thrown, a scuffle took place. Of course, the best part was when they had pinned
each other down in a rather compromising position. The punk ass kept telling
the young man to let go of his hands, to which the young man would reply, “No,
you’re gonna hit me.” This exchange was repeated several times. Truly, it was a
stalemate. The punk ass was on top of the young man but had his hands pinned.
Said young man was Greg. I don’t know if we were dating at
this point, but it was he, Angela, Trinity and I. There may have been someone
else, too, but either way, it was pretty scary. I still hate myself for having
not stepped in. The guy who had pinned Greg was Ronnie Nadeau. I think his son
is now on my team. LOL!
In all honesty, it shouldn’t be a problem. Hell, I am
guessing he won’t remember ANY of this random fight. Either way, it is pretty entertaining to have
something hopefully positive come out of this. I will get to coach this kid,
which to me is a win!
I got to go back to the gym yesterday which was super happy
making. I walked for 25 minutes, which flew by due to Breaking Bad. I am hoping
to do it again today. I also ended up doing 100 squats yesterday. I am doing
the squats at every bathroom break. I can feel it in my legs today, which is
happy making. I didn’t get to do another walk last night, but I obviously did a
lot with the house. I did take some time to play with Luna a bit, though, which
seemed to make her quite happy.
School starts today at Halldale. I am so freaking excited
that the boys are not. I will miss many of the people at Halldale, but my kids
need to be in a better district. I was told by one of the soccer guys over the
weekend that there was a stabbing at the end of the year over at the Junior
High they would have been going to. A little girl was actually stabbed at
recess. These are kids who aren’t even teens! This is why I am not one of the
parents dancing this morning about back to school. I am one of the parents
dancing about a better opportunity for my boys.
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