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Doing the 🛫 thing!
Safe travels :D
Thank you!
Can't wait to be back in my own bed really soon.
;sigh
Back at the airport.
Is it next Friday yet?
family is coming;
mom is taking a flight tomorrow and i’m picking her up before i go into work which will be great, because i am in desperate need of picking up cat food at petco and she can probably do that while i’m at work. yay perks.
dad is also coming, via car, if only because he couldn’t make the trip last week like he originally planned. he’s not actually coming to just see me but he’s got a mission at least 4 years in the making and it’s about time he came to get the motorcycle his brother left him.
mom’s had this planned for months, she likes coming every 7 weeks (lol) to hang and see a beach - she’s bringing my calligraphy pens and instant coffee that-isn’t-coffee. also a pair of mint shorts, which are a thing.
dad was originally going to have a car buddy, but that was my brother, and my brother is a shithead. for weeks he’s been saying that he was really excited to make the trip, and he’s got friends over in tampa if he’s got time to see them. not only does he tell dad that sorry he can’t do the road trip, but he tells him the day fucking of.
now - my parents are divorced, and they aren’t rather friendly with each other, but will tolerate each other when needed. mom’s already planning to pump up the air mattress and throw it in my room so that they don’t even have to share the floor in the living room.
which is fine. because i don’t honestly care what they do. because my brother is a fucking shithead.
he’s decided last minute to not go because he has no money, and yet he’s also not actively looking for any, either. he recognizes this weekend as a freebie, one where the house is empty of mom and other people. lol party it up little man. fuck you, you’re going to let your old man take a 20 hour trip by himself who is absolutely craving literally any breathing person to talk to while he’s 9 hours deep into baltimore and wanting to justgetby washington before he stops for the night. you promised you were going.
i haven’t had the best relationship with my dad. honestly i haven’t, but he can try and i can try and that’s all you really can hope for.
but my brother is a fucking shithead.
Anyone else get a bug bite that itches so bad that you envision yourself slowly sawing through your foot with that old metal dog brush you don't recall ever buying.
So before we settled me into the new place
The fridge and stove were moved away from the walls. This is to assume that they were sweeping for crumbs because lol that's what I did in nattleboro. Logically this is safe to guess that this practice is normal behavior. What is NOT normal behavior is to allow a tenant to move into an apartment INFESTED WITH COCKROACHES. Before shoving these things back against the wall, I checked to make sure nothing was wedged back there like an old stray cat toy or some forgotten fork. Nothing out of the ordinary to me besides it looking a bit dirty, probably because that's the underbelly of where the fridge sits. Got my mentality here? PEST GUY COMES ON FRIDAY (per an almost-begging request by me) because we've been seeing cockroaches in the bathroom and in the kitchen pantry, the fun places, as you see. I'm at work the whole damn time and my mom is getting an education of her own. Guy says if the things were pulled away from the wall by the bug team last friday, they would have BEEN notified the office. Conclusion is that THEY KNEW. So now we're all sprayed and baited and talking about the BABIES THAT ARE GOING TO HATCH SOON, and how I've already started typing up the "service request" for a team to come scrub the shit outtt my apartment, because the NEST BEHIND THE FRIDGE (fucking NEST. ARE YOU KIDDING ME) has been there DEFINITELY longer than a week, needs to be removed no question, as this incident is at no fault of my own. Mom says the bug guy told her he was going to tell the leasing office about it and I'm stopping by in the morning to give the girl - who said "welcome to florida" when I told her about the roaches - a DIRTY MOTHERFUCKING GLARE.
As we cross the Hamilton Fish Bridge
Mom: What's a Hamilton fish?
Me: A type of fish?
Mom: Boy, you're GOOD.