Last weekend was consumed with digesting the fact that I was being asked to vacate my beloved mini-manse due to circumstances out of my control (which would be an unplanned pregnancy by my landlord’s son who lives on the other side…so they’re expanding to my side of the duplex. Condoms rock for those of you who seem to be unaware of the perks such as my neighbor).
So all this week I cruised the streets of Nashville, Craigslist (there are some real doozies out there – people and places – one guy had a bong out on the refrigerator as we toured the apartment), paper and Internet with my gal pal G (you know, the one who wanted to beat up an 80-year-old on my behalf – read about it here). After much stomach turning, sleepless nights, budget reviewing and armpit sweating, I signed a lease! Now I might have to sell a few body parts between now and July 1, but Ted and I have a new place to call home.
This closet made me do it.
I wore the closest thing I had to ruby-red slippers when I went to sign the lease on Saturday.
Clicking my heels and saying there’s no place like home…
Of course a few cocktails were called for as my mind whirled with thoughts of “WTF did I just do…is it the right thing….will Teddy adjust accordingly….?!”
Mine all mine!
I was quickly reminded of how much fun apartment living can be while celebrating with Mom on the patio. All of a sudden, small rocks (pebbles, really) from the neighbor’s deck above fell through the cracks accompanied by screams of, “YOU CALLED ME A LAZY ASS! YOU F’ING BITCH!” More rocks thrown through the cracks. Ah, home sweet home.
My new patio wing…the rock quarry.
I had to share the news with my little B & B in Iowa via FaceTime. They insisted on cuddling while I recounted how much fun I will have posting about my neighbors above me.
What happened next Auntie CBXB?!
Father’s Day called from some southern spoiling for my dear old dad (and he hated every minute of it, as you can tell from the pics).
Double fisting gifts.
CBXB gifted Dad with a pretty sweet BBQ hat and a framed quote regarding legendary status I came upon this weekend. My dad often refers to himself as “a legend” because he was an athletic stud in high school and college (which even led to some time in the NFL).
Legendary loot.
The frame included this little picture…
He expected nothing less from the classy gal he raised right.
Hanging with The Legend…
All important margaritas were poured for our Father’s Day celebration (he was heavy-handed with his glass – go figure).
Just a few more ounces should do the trick.
My bro-in-law, celebrating his first Dad’s Day got the little twins giggling with delight (I wish he would call and make me laugh like that).
Fun Day Father’s Day!
Upon returning home from my parent’s house, I had to break the news to Ted that we would be leaving our mini-manse. He took the news about as well as I did when I found out last week …
Me taking the news (not so well, mind you) –
Ted’s reaction last night –
WTF? WE’RE MOVING?
I’ll keep you posted on the feline fun that is coming my way.
CBXB
Cowboys and Crossbones 
Good luck with your new spot!
Oh Girl – I can barely type tonight, as my arms feel as heavy as the stuff we carried to and from places. How is it that we accumulate such fabulous things like L.A.M.B. purses and shoes – and then ask them to relocate to a different closet? Except this closet is going to kick some serious ass!
I like the balcony, it seems like you a little garden. Can’t wait to see more of that closet.
The balcony rocks! And I see many posts in my future regarding my closet(s). I’m also using a guest bedroom as an additional closet. Oh the perks of not living with a man!
Congrats on your new apartment. Ted will get over it, I’m sure:) Happy Father’s day by the way (not to you, to your dad)…in Denmark it was more than a week ago:)
Thanks Mitzie! Ted is just being a little baby (because he’s so good at it). And my dad is still basking in his Father’s Day light!
Ahh appartment life LOL. Also, you look so spunky (is that the right word?), I wish I had your sleek cool hair, works so well with those shoes and that top. 😀
I’ll take spunky any day of the week! So thanks, Lady! My hair can only be sleek – it’s stick straight even when it air drys. I think I was overdoing it a little bit for a lease signing day but I HAD to bring it, ya know?!