Beware the New Neighbour

As you may or may not know, I've recently moved. I am slowly getting settled into the new crib. So far I'm loving it. And the downstairs tenant? Single mom of a 6-year-old girl. All she said the day she was moving in (when we were talking about bedtimes and the "mommy quiet time" that takes place afterward) was something along the lines of enjoying a glass of wine and my ears perked up. She looked at me and said "Yeah, I love wine". Can you say instant connection?

It also just so happens that I've moved directly across the street from an old friend of Dum-Dum's and his wife. Nice family. We haven't really been in touch much in the last 3 years since "the breakup" but it was more because I had in my head that he was Dum-Dum's friend, I'm not going to make other people feel uncomfortable, stuff like that. Apparently I had no reason to worry because they hardly talk to him anymore - they've grown apart since P is now a family man and actually grew up and matured a wee bit (while that's a big fat NO for Dum-Dum).

So, I saw my new neighbour a week ago doing some work in his front yard. Apparently he's not aware of the fact that I take photos of my neighbours when they're dressed funny or inappropriately (or are just wardrobe-aly-challenged?) and then post the photos on the internet. Should someone warn him? Or shall we wait until I am ready with my camera? I gave him a freebie that day. I even kind of warned him. But next time...I won't be so nice.

A Moment of Munson

Munson: I want sparkles on my cheeks

kelly: (exhausted sigh) Maybe for your birthday?

Munson: Um, no. I want a purple watch.

kelly: A purple watch? (Did I hear this right? Like she can tell time)

Munson: Oh, and make-up

WTF? She's turning 4. Lord help me.

Needless to say, I'm having a drink right now.

Suite Relief

Remember me?

Yes, I'm still alive and kicking. Barely...

I'm just here to debrief you on what's going on:

1. I wrote two final exams this week. One word: BRUTAL. I get massive anxiety when I have to write an exam and it honestly puts my entire body and mind through hell. Yes, I know, I seem to do it enough that I should just get over it but...I can't help it.
2. I move this weekend - which has just added to the anxiety. Yes, I am relieved to have found a place that I L-O-V-E and I am excited about it but at the same time it's very bittersweet. I won't be coming home to Adam every night and it's tough. We'll still see each other a lot I'm sure but...it's still tough.
3. We sold my truck. I am so sad to be saying good bye to my truck - I love this thing! It's the first brand new vehicle that I bought for myself and it's never given me trouble and I just love it. So this is hard...although saying goodbye to $500/month car payments is not hard. And never having to pay for gas is pretty sweet too. If you don't know, I've had a company car since January and it has been INCREDIBLE. Especially since the price of gas has gone up to $armandleg/litre.

So, in a nutshell, my nerves are shot, I've barely slept in two weeks and I'm planning on having a textbook burning at my new place next weekend. Anyone want to join me?