Searching For Satisfaction

The halfway point.

Posted on: June 3, 2007


Can you believe that its June already? Where has the time gone? The first part of the year has just flown by.

So let’s see, what has been going on since the last time I blogged…

Well, my apartment got flooded, not totally, but enough. I came home after working both jobs (so I came home after being gone over 12 hours) and found water in every room except my living room. There was standing water in the bathroom and kitchen, and the carpet in the bedroom, hall and dining room was completely soaked, like super squishy. Water is just pouring down from the ceiling in each room. Turns out there was a leak from the washer in the apartment above me, and since no one lives up there, it just leaked and leaked and leaked. Water damage on the ceilings and the walls. Needless to say, I was very unhappy and freaking out. Mainenance calls some 24hour carpet people to suck up a lot of the water and put these big blower things around. So I’m sleeping on my couch with loud ass blowers in my apartment. I lived like that until Friday, when I went home for Memorial Day weekend.

My trip home was good, always great to see my family. The annual bbq at my Auntie T’s house was not as fun, cause it was rainy and overcast the entire day, but I ate well. Overall it was nice to be out of Florida for at least a weekend. I also flew Spirit Airlines for the first time, and overall it was a good experience. On my first flight they had that plane packed like it was a slave ship, and of course there were about 10 loud ass kids on the plane, and I hate screaming babies on a plane. My flight back was less packed, but of course there was still a little bad ass kid who wouldn’t shut the hell up. I swear, I can’t catch a break when it comes to bad kids.

The other sort-of interesting thing was that I semi-took myself off the bench….Yes, I’ve allowed myself to have a gentleman caller. But don’t get excited, this is not a love connection, this is nothing serious, we just kickin it.

Advertisements

1 Response to "The halfway point."

You were a good one for that…them niggas woulda put me up in the penthouse suite in their complex. Worst case…THEY woulda slept in that room, and I woulda slept in whatever complex they live in.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

The Blog

Ever wanted to get into the mind of a young, single, professional Black woman? Well here's your chance. Travel with me on this journey called life as I try to find the elusive state of satisfaction...I promise, it'll be a fun time....
twitter / Jubilance1922

Past Posts

The Red Pump Project
%d bloggers like this: