It’s Time to Move On

Well, it turns out that I am worth two shits after all.

As of May 24, I will no longer be the manager of these fine apartment homes.

I’ll be the manager of some other ones.

So all my bags are packed (Not really) and I’m ready to go. *Whistiling as I write* Leavin’….on a jet plane…

Destination? Smoke City…

Or something like it. Actually, just a couple blocks down the road, but let’s face it…I desperately need a change of scenery. So there you have it. It’s mostly what has been taking up my time as of late. It’s what has sent me in a spin of quiet contemplation, and what has kept me up at night. The decision has been made, the two-week notice turned in, the offer accepted. An additional 10K a year can’t be a bad thing.

Right?

Well anyway…the sucky part is, I have to move again, so save your boxes for me…and Gary, you’re going to get hired to help I hope you know. Memorial Day weekend. Be here *W* But on the upside, the property is so big I get to drive people around in a golf cart. (Hee hee).

I added The Great Escape and Oceans 11 to our movie collection today. It’s alive! It’s alive!

And I peed in a cup.

All in a day’s work.