I wish I could say I have better news, but unfortunately that is NOT the case. Yesterday when I was down in the basement obsessing over all the cracks in the floor I noticed that one of the beams under the stairs had newer looking termite damage. I called my mom down to look at it, but she thought it was old. She said to clean it all up and then look at it again later. Well I did clean it all up, and looked at it this morning. It was all dusty again and one side was eaten up further. When I kicked the beam gross white little termites came out and started squirming around on the floor.
I have live termites. It’s being treated on Thursday. At least $600 for that and a sugar ant treatment at the same time (I would like my house to be a pest free zone, thankyouverymuch).
The gas company won’t turn my gas back on. They say my pipe outside the house is too rusty. They say I need a pressure check. I had to go the city today to get a permit for that. $41.83 and I still don’t have hot water. No matter really since I don’t have a bathroom sink…
I still can not find the bolts for the desk.
The house is messier than ever even though I spent all weekend cleaning up and washing the floors. Dust everywhere, Bugs everywhere, Spiderwebs, Dirt, Paint, Sheetrock, and a whole pile of crap in the driveway that is making me feel like a huge piece of white trash. If I saw someone walking outside adding a trash bag to the pile of wood/sheetrock/dishwasher/metal crap out front of their house in old painting capris with their socks pulled up and no leg showing, big clunky hiking shoes, an old shirt, hair full of paint, and Cheeto dust all over her face I would run. Unfortunately that person is me. And you can’t run away from yourself.