Out by May

Paul came by twice last night. The first time he said he’d like us out by May. We’ll be out by April but I’m sure as hell not going to tell him that. I told Jimmy it’s a good thing he answered the door because if I had, I would have ripped Paul a new one twice. I can’t stand him – he kicks us out and our neighbor (who’s daughter has leukemia and needs chemo about 4 times a month I think)for some guy who he isn’t even sure will want the business. Oh, well. At least now we’re free of Paul and his bitching about everything. Plus we’ve decided that once we move out, we’re never going to speak to him again. Good riddance.

I need to go – I have a ton of stuff to do. *hugs*