The Purge (Part 2)

         So after cleaning out my closet and getting rid of my couch, which incidentally is still sitting on the curb for some reason, I was able to get the yard mowed, get most of my room cleaned, most of it, I’m not a miracle worker. And then I got sidetracked and went to Ace Hardware and got some paint because I had the brilliant idea that I was going to paint the bathroom. Not for any good reason, mostly because I can’t find a shower curtain to match the orange on the walls and since I’m not a University of Texas fan, I just thought it would be easier to go with a different color. So I picked this lovely shade of purple because it’s my favorite color. But after sleeping on it, I realized, now, I’ll have to get a new shower curtain, which may quite possibly lead to having to do a lot more shopping than I am comfortable with. So off to the paint store I went. I started looking around and found another lovely color. A light green, that hopefully will go well with the grey that’s painted on the bottom half of my walls because I really only want to do half of the work. And I have green in my shower curtain so there should be no more shopping necessary. I know…. I’m a genius. And now….I can use the purple, my fav, in my bedroom. On a less positive note, though, I’m going to be doing a lot of fucking painting this week. Which I guess is ok, since I don’t have a job, but I did apply for one. A part time one. At night. For two and a half hours a day. Serving old people food at a retirement village. And I’m really hoping I get it……    1.) because I’ve never been a server so I could cross that off my list and 2.) because old people have the best stories, even if they do smell funny sometimes.  So I’m keeping my fingers crossed for that. Then I can still write during the day and do all the other stuff on my bucket list and on my trying-to be-crafty-and-self-employed  list. I also got a couch off of a Facebook yard sale site. It was like fate. The couch was literally a mile from my house and the dude delivered it for free and helped me carry it inside…. no need to hunt down local homeless people to help. That’s a win! Now I have the couch and the chair covered up with a sheet and a blanket and then topped with a chair and a baby gate and a skateboard so the dogs will stay off it and every time they go near it, I scream like I’ve lost my ever loving mind and scare them away. I’m not sure what they think is happening. And I feel kind of bad, but I feel worse when I have to sit on the coffee table cross legged to watch “Weeds” because I don’t want to get dog hair on my black yoga pants and don’t want to smell like wet dog because they decided to go swimming in my flooded back yard and come inside and chill on the couch. Either way, I’m feeling happy about having a couch I can sit on even if I have to remove everything and put it back like a crooked game of Jenga every time I want to have a seat. My goal for today is to paint my bedroom with the beautiful purple even though I’m fairly certain I am going to have to go back to Ace for more paint and I’m probably going to have to change the color of the ceiling because currently it is a dark blue and I’m not sure how that is going to fare with purple walls, but I will let you know……maybe tomorrow…..