HURRAH!
the new dryer was delivered!
BOOOO!
i am not confident in my gas line turning-off abilities (who needs to risk blowing up a house?), therefore i have neither disconnected the old dryer nor connected the new one. i'm willing to pay for someone to come do it for me. i think peace of mind is most certainly worth 85 clams. so that's tomorrow's expense.
my dad sent a target giftcard to me for school clothes for abbey, so we went a-shoppin' today and her mood and attitude is certainly affected by her clothing. right now she's sporting a long-sleeved black shirt with a pink lining, paired with a crocheted black shawl. she's acting all dramatic with her new attire, as if she is a struggling artist in a flat, lamenting her existence in this modern capitalistic, technologically-driven society.
not that she's said as much, but i know my kid.
so i'm putting abbey's new clothes away in her dresser and i realize that her dresser is literally EXPLODING with clothing. so i sift out the too small and too summer-ish clothing and you know what that leads to....inadvertent room cleaning. i remember being little and having a horribly, horribly messy room and my parents being constantly frustrated and pissed about it. (mind you, my room, as i type this, is fairly cluttered and organized.)
well it's come back to haunt me. abbey's room was FILLED with clutter, toys, clothing, half-empty water bottles and general rubbish. and i couldn't help but clean. and she got really ticked off when she saw that i had so callously tossed some barbie doll house things instead of just leaving them on the floor for me to step on in the dark and cuss over while trying not to wake her up. how could i be so insensitive?!? dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince were SO right...parents just don't understand.
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