I am not on the Cape
You may have noticed that I am not driving to Cape Cod right now. I caught that, too. It kinda bums me out, actually. I have a friend at work who has a house there, and she generously offered it to me since she knew I was a bit on the broke side (a bit – hah! – actually, I’m MUCH more broke now than I was when she offered). Anyhoo, I found out last week that the plumber came across some problems when readying the house for the season, and unfortunately, that meant no trip for me… at least not now.
Pondering this unfortunate state of affairs, I decided to take Jeep up on the roof. I have taken to semi-daily trips up there with Maggie since the weather has improved, but Jeep has been very interested in sitting in the window, and she even escaped up the stairs when my upstairs neighbor and I returned from yoga last night. She used to go out on the deck all the time in Bloomington. So I put on the little kitty leash and off we went. As we reached the roof, I felt something warm on my arm. And so we wandered back down to my apartment at a brisk clip, I released her, and I washed the pee off my sweatshirt sleeve.
Sigh.
I sure hope my luck changes… a lot. At least there’s karaoke tomorrow night, and it’s FREE. I’ve been looking up good duets to do. Oh, and I get to meet Kristin’s parents tonight, which should be cool. I’ve recently started referring to Kristin as my "boyfriend" since we hang out all the time. It’s good for us, as fellow recent dumpees who want to have lives, but who aren’t exactly on the make just yet. I hope my boyfriend’s parents like me! 😛