So the guy that walked in my door, forgetting that HIS door is on the second floor, the guy that lives right above me, moved out last night. Ahem, UNTIL 3:30 IN THE MORNING. ok. Somehow I managed to get a few winks in. Might have been while he was rearranging his U-Haul or something. So he leaves but then, at 8 AM my landlord decides he's going to start remodeling the vacant kitchen and began by pounding on the wall to get the cupboards off, or something.
I left and took myself out for breakfast. It was the best I could do, right?
Off to bed early as I am tired as a grown person. But tomorrow, it's the Seahawks and the Broncos Battle. And before that, I have a kiln load of glass that I want to fire before the game starts. Yum.
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