So Kimmee and I hit up Target on Saturday for new stuff for my apartment. Nearly $300 later I felt a high of sorts and my mind was scrolling through households items I just needed to have: lamp shades, shoes organizers, shelving paper, tupperware, candles, bleach...ahhhh. Make it stop.
So I went to my apartment yesterday to drop off all of the goods, including a new air conditioner, mass amounts of cleaning products, a new desk chair (Dan threw my last one out because the movers couldn't fit it in the storage unit), and a tower fan. Of course, I forgot my screwdriver - so I couldn't put anything together. Fuck a duck.
Yesterday was muggy and disgusting and I perspired through my entire outfit. Stupidly, I bought Baby with me - and he looked as if he was about to have heat stroke. Bad Mama.
Anyway, I'm stoked about the new apartment, but the floors in the bedrooms need to be redone and the entire place needs a desperate paint job. I don't know how to buy paint and I would probably walk out of Home Depot with a cans of turquoise, Big Apple red, baby pink and black high-gloss paint. Kim said she would help. I'll probably hold her to it. If you've ever been to her house - you know the detailed painting she has done.
Seems I got a hit in Instyle today for a client, which pleases me immensely - though I still can't seem to find it.
Did I mention that Dad and DogFace are on the outs? She's got OCD and despises my brother, sister and the dogs. She was expected that my father would kick Amy out when she turned 18 (yes!) last month...but, alas, my father's balls suddenly grew back. DogFace has taken to labeling her food in the cabinet and designated a shelf in the fridge, appropriately labeled "DogFace's Food."
Bets on when my father finds another DogFace Jr.?
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I have a feeling that I will be experiencing this same sort of high anytime I go to Target (pronounced "tar-shaay" with a fun, funky accent). I never was a Target shopper, but suddenly I know why people love this frickin store. It ooooozes greatness on several levels.
You should tell Amy to start re-arranging the food on DogFace's shelf. That'd be great.... haha. OCD peeps are fun to mess with. I should know! haha.
Anyways, I will gladly assist in any of your painting. What would we like to do, marble-izing, accent walls, some sponging, rag-rolling, painters tape designs, outlines, trims? Once y'all decide.. just need a lil bit of notice and I"m there. My only demand is lots of wine (or some kind of booze) and good conversation. Otherwise, I'm ready!
PS, for me - no bets until this craziness with DogFace is actually overwith. Better way to gauge for the next one..
I love love love Target.
I'm sorry about dogface...I'm sure you are devastated. haha.
I can help you when I come back to do whatever you need. Just tell me what you need. The kids will love to see you too and the doggies. OR I could go without the kids and take a bottle... of something.
I'm so glad you are back although I HAVE NOT SEEN YOU YET!.
xoxoxox
Interesting to know.
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