Lightning in a Bottle

Okay so we’ve just sold our house- and only a month and a half after it went up for sale. Anyway as completely detached as I am from leaving the actually house I am heartbroken to have to leave the neighbors. We have the absolute best neighbors in the world (and I know good neighbors; in my life I’ve moved 8 times already and I’ve not even 21 yet). And I still stand by my statment that they are the best neighbors even if said neighbors are currently gathering outside to probably kill us. 

We sent them all an e-mail to let them know about the house selling and are now barricading ourselves in our house waiting for the inevitable. I mean when we put the ‘For Sale’ sign out, the neighbors all agreed that they were going to do whatever it took to keep us here- you know anything, as in sabotage and humiliation. Like streaking when people came to see the house (no, not even I can make this stuff up!). So now they are somewhat heartbroken and my mother isn’t ready to have to face them yet so here we are, waiting for them to let it sink in. And the hardest part is that everything was finalized today and we need to be out within the next two week (and here I thought I’d at least get one more birthday in this house). 

So it seems it’s off to my grandmother’s house for us again- just for a couple months while our new house is betting build but let me tell you a few months with my grandmother in a house that is much too small to hold all of use can seem like years. Thank goddness my cousin lives right down the street! Good news is that I’ll be like five minutes from work as oppose to 20 minutes and even better is that so far this summer I’ve been working non-stop which rocks!

So I called my cousin to tell her about selling the house and that in September, when Supernatural starts again, we’ll finally get to make it a TV night since we’ll live so close now. (Plus she wasn’t ever much into TV before Ugly Betty started and I got her hooked on Supernatural that I don’t want to risk losing her as a viewer). Anyway she goes ‘oh that’s great, so listen can you do me a huge favor? Could you maybe watch my dog- which shouldn’t even be called a dog since my cat could kick it’s ass- but could you watch it tomorrow from 7am till 3pm? I really couldn’t say ‘no’, so now tomorrow (my only day off this week) I’m going to be dog-sitting while people come in and out of my house packing and measuring and so on. Plus her little dog has the bladder the size of a penny which means I’ll be taking it outside all day (I swear if that thing pees or poops anywhere in my house I will be feeding it to my cat). I’ll keep you all updated!