seriously… i’m a little shaky. and dehydrated. and ate asparagus with my hands so i’m peeing green. and there is broken glass everywhere. Seven said “what the fuck? it’s like we hosted a greek wedding!!!” he’s right. and i keep asking him questions.. who did this? who said that? when did people leave? i don’t remember that. and he’s patiently answering it all.. love that man. except he made me go outside and pick up all the cigarette butts from the front yard. and called me a mess. and an uncaged animal. and he made me pancakes. and coffee. and is folding laundry and I sit here typing and shaking and chugging water.
and by the way… i called the liquor store last night and had the owner make a delivery on his way home. Yup.. that’s right. AND I didn’t pay him. He brought 6 bottles of wine and beer and I told him ‘thanks for the delivery.. by the way.. i’ll pay you tomorrow…” my life is a cartoon.
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