Thursday, July 12, 2007

I'm not ready!!

The Roy will be here in two days and I'm not ready. My apartment is still a mess (he's family; he'll understand). I don't have a spare key made yet. And groceries--we'll need 'em, even though I plan on taking him on a culinary tour of the best cheap eats in the city (and beyond).
I tried to vacuum yesterday (because Jax was coming over to visit) and I'm humming along when suddenly I smelled something burning. Then, the vacuum started to smoke. My hair had wrapped around the brush and jammed it, causing the hair to burn. And there's nothing worse than the smell of singed hair.

The kitchen sink drips and ya'll know how much I hate having to deal with Frau Piss-me-off, so I haven't told her. Now the bathtub is doing some funky dribble thing and I'm going to have to break down and tell her. Pooh.

But did I mention The Roy will be here? I'm excited.

*for those not in the know, The Roy is my nephew and one of my best friends.


Sachi said...

Deep breaths and you'll be fine.

MonkeyGurrrrrl said...

I kinda like the smell of burned hair. And gasoline (although, that's an additive). The jman likes the smell of skunk. I don't think The Roy will give one whit about whether your place is vacuumed or not. But I do understand your neuroses.