Current mood:

tired

Good Lord


Funny how we get this feeling...Anyways, I left work early yesterday to meet the cleaning people to help me with my move out, and it hits me, crap I am putting a lot of trust in someone I don't know. if they don't show up for instance, I am stuck with no cleaners, and I need to turn in keys that night. Sure enough...the woman bails on me at last minute. Now I have two choices, I can keep the keys and pay more pro-rated rent and try to find someone else do it. OR just do it myself. I opt for version 2. So rush to store, pick up about 50 bucks worth of supplies, and just dive in. 10 years is a lot to move out, and that includes grime. So after 4 grueling hours of walls scrubbing and bleaching the floor, I turn out the lights and shut the door...and that's it. 11 years of living somewhere...over. I drop the keys peacefully at landlords. But I don't have to deal with it anymore....