urbandruid

Ah, the joys of new home ownership.

I'm still processing the fact that this place is really ours, but the problems that come with it definately seem like something that would happen to me. Which is why there's a crew in my backyard right now, tearing apart half my fence. They made the division between our place and the neighbors' just a bit too big, apparently, so they have to redo that part of the fence. They just got here, and I imagine it'll take a few hours, so I'm petty sure that about kills my plans to go and catch the bus this afternoon to make it to a meeting at school. Last week I didn't go because I had no transport. Now I can't go because I've figured out the bus routes (mostly) and there are guys I don't know in my backyard. And because I'm me, and freak out about things like this, I'm not even comfortable jumping in the shower while they're still here... So there go my plans for the afternoon. *sigh* I really wanted to go, too, even if it does involve a lot more walking and my legs are still killing me.

This is really, really annoying. I actually wanted to go out and socialize with other people and everything.

Figures.

They were supposed to call and tell us when the fence guys were dropping by, but I guess somebody missed a memo. Usually the house people have been pretty good about stuff like that, so I guess I shouldn't be too pissed that somebody dropped the ball. I sort of am, though.

And just when I thought real life was calming down for a bit so I could take a breather. Hah!