Saturday, March 19, 2005
Cranky Pants
You know... TLC just pisses me off. I watch those shows like While You Were Out and Trading Spaces and In A Fix and it really just pisses me right off. I want to buy a house. A house in which I can do whatever I want to the walls and floors and ceilings. We rent, which means every single wall is white (with the exception of the downstairs bathroom which is blue... with about 1/2 of the room covered in flowered wallpaper). Though the berber carpeting in the living room (and downstairs bath) is pretty nice (it's primarily blue with specks of every other color... it's not as ugly as it sounds) it is about 12 years old. Then there's the carpeting on the stairs and our bedroom. It's green. Not just green, but neon-ish pea soup green from the 70's. It's hot. And the carpeting in The Kid's room? That dirty pukey yellow, also from the 70's (the same color as our stove and kitchen wall tile). Even hotter. I can just imagine all the little germies hiding in that carpet if it's been here for 30 years. We've made the best of it so far. The walls are plastered with pictures, we have area rugs everywhere, plants to liven the place up, decorative items on every available surface (but not in that foo-foo, makes a person want to gag kind of way) and nice furniture. I've done my best to make the place look home-y and welcoming but I just don't know how much longer I can stand it. I hate this house. It's ugly and boring and I have to get out. I need colors. Lots of colors! Colors with ridiculous names. We've been talking about moving since last summer but we have decided to move this spring or summer for sure. I'll go alone if I have to. I hate the layout of this house. I hate that just beyond our backyard is an apartment complex (hell, every house in the town is back to back with an apartment complex). I hate that it's located on a main route. And I especially hate that I'm an hour away from everyone I know. We're planning on moving toward the halfway point between my hometown and here. Problem is, the halfway point is overpopulated, which I don't want. And the schools suck ass, which I really don't want. I want to live somewhere that when my daughter's older she can go out with her friends and I won't be hyperventilating the while time she's gone. And somewhere she can go outside and play without me hovering over her the whole time because I fear that there's some weirdo around the corner that's going to try to lure her into his car. I know that these things can potentially happen anywhere, but there are just some places that are better than others and anything I can do to lower the risks, I will do. Even in this town, which has a pretty damn low crime rate, stuff happens. A couple of days ago the school sent home a paper saying that they had a "precautionary lockdown" because "there was a report of someone in the area". Someone in the area? What kind of someone?! Who reported this someone? How did they know this someone was not supposed there? And just how big an area are we talking here? A letter that was a little less vague would have been great. You would think that they would want to pass along all the details so we could be on the look out at home as well. Not some ambiguous ass, just the basics, piece of crap letter. I'm getting away from the point of this post, but I guess I just realized that it's not just the house itself that is bothering me here. It's everything, from the traffic situation, the rude people and our stupid mail person who NEVER closes the damn mailbox (this is especially annoying when it's snowing because the mail become a giant wad of ice). I can actually see the contents of our mailbox from here (she just came). Looks like we got one of those So-And-So-Is-Having-A-Sale papers and a letter. To the neighbor's huge frickin' dog that always gets loose, the bugs that I've never even seen before (and the animals that I've never wanted to see... like the skunk that was wandering around our front yard), and the lack of landscaping around here (or more specifically, the amount of cement, stone and unkempt lawns). Right down to our ugly carpeting. It all just makes me crazy and irritable. Ugh. I'm going to go clean and/or rearrange something.
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