Hippies have come to town...

OK, so if I had been alive in the sixties I would like to say I would have been a hippie, but that's probably not true...I like being clean among other things. Anyhow, my mother had to take something to the laudromat today and as I am waiting for her to come back out this yellow VW Van pulls up (I love them...and this one was in really good shape!!). Anyhow, out of the driver's seat gets this guy with the necessary hippy beard and pony tail wearing...I kid you not...a tie dye Allman Brothers Band t-shirt and tosses his flip flops onto the ground to put back on (I think shoes are necessary for going inside). His girl gets out of the other side and has a Beatles tote bag (I love the Beatles!!). They are clean!! And her bag is new!! They are imposter hippies!!! When I back up, I am able to see the back of the passenger side front seat...she has a Burt (from Sesame Street) seat cover!!! These aren't Ann Arbor hippies...they were too clean and normal. :) Haha If I had been in Gainesville they would not have even gotten a second look or if I hadn't been so bored they probably wouldn't have either. It's kind of like my purple hair. I have these awesome purple clip in hair pieces. When I wear them in Gainesville I don't get a second look, but in Chiefland you would think I had a full head of purple hair!! They really aren't that noticeable and they are very tasteful. It's just funny. Of course, I always have like to do stuff like that to screw with people. :-P So, that's the end of my hippy encounter for the day. Happy Tuesday.

Ugh! It's inevitable I guess...

...and I am not happy about it at all! We are moving. To a place I think is a dump as is and my mother is so flipping wishy washy about what changes she's going to make. She is almost through with the process...loan secured and signed, contract signed, ...just waiting for closing which will be within the next two weeks. At least the Brownstone in Ann Arbor was nice and historic once Molly Maid got finished with it. I think that perhaps this place is still infested with hippies and is not what I would call historic...just old. It looks like a bunch of hippies vomited in the place!

The only two good things I can say about this place, well three...It's next door to my favorite Grandma, one of my crazy friends and it's somewhat closer to town. I'm just so completely annoyed. I like my nice clean room and huge closets!! The room I am supposed to live in has paneling and I HATE paneling! I haven't figured out what to do about that. I can't just paint it because then you'll still see the grooves and I HATE the grooves. I thought of damask wallpaper, but now I don't know if I'll be able to afford that right away. Grr. I thinking a neutral damask wallpaper or getting that paintable wallpaper and painting it a bright white and bright blue. I want something clean and comfy to make up for the craptastic rest of the place.

I just don't need the stress. I'm going to end up having a flipping heart attack and it will be all her fault for putting this stress on me right now!! She gets these stupid ideas in her head and then it has to be her way RIGHT THEN. Her thing now is apparently wanting to own her own place. She's old and doesn't take care of herself or her health conditions...she'll be dead before she pays it off! It just pisses me off and I can't even really stand to be around her anymore without being completely disgusted. And I apparently can't up my meds yet because I am having problems with my blood pressure getting too low and almost passing out. $@&* I go back to the cardiologist in a couple of weeks. There better be good news because I am freaking tired of living like this...it's not living at all actually.