I fucking hate fucking real estate.
It's so stressful and I don't know what I'm doing and I want Sheri to come back from vacation ASAP.
*sigh*
That said, I have a few seconds' respite here before I must dive again pell-mell into real estate matters of importance.
This weekend was pretty fun.
I took the Pie out on a date on Saturday. We headed to Proulx Berry Farm around noon to get us some raspberries. I got bitten (twice) by a very cute but otherwise far too energetic German Shepherd cross puppy that wanted to steal my basket. The bite still hurts quite a bit.
Then we headed out to Navan to play a round at The Game Professional Miniature Golf Course. It's very nice. I totally kicked Andy's ass. I think I beat him by something ridiculous like 8 strokes. It was seriously my best game ever.
Now, because it was like 85 degrees outside, we were dehydrated by this point, so we plopped down in the shade of a tree in a park nearby for cranberry juice, chicken salad sandwiches, plums, and oatmeal raisin cookies for lunch.
We then headed back to Pie's place with the intention of going swimming, but in reality we simply fell asleep for an hour and a half due to the heat. Once we woke up we took a shower and dressed for dinner, and headed downtown to The Courtyard Restaurant for a late dinner. It was a lot fancier than we had anticipated, but oh so good. Pie had this beef tenderloin that I swear melted on the tongue. I had some lobster that gave me the worst indigestion but was soooooooo worth it. Lobster is almost better than sex.
After a leisurely dinner (2 1/2 hours later), we booked it out of there and (with a little bit of driving in circles to find parking) made it to the World Exchange just in time to see A Scanner Darkly, which was more than a little weird, but very neat to look at.
We headed home to Pie's place and crashed on the couch with the literal fruits of our morning labours and a nice cold Reisling before heading to bed. It was very nice.
Sunday involved me sleeping until noon and then getting booted from Pie's place because he had to work. Chel picked me up and we went shopping at Bayshore. She blames me for making her spend money, but it's not my fault if nearly everything she tried on looked fabulous. At least I prevented her from buying leather jackets and books.
After dinner with the folks, Greg and Chel picked me up and we headed over to the Pie's for a movie, Break a Leg, which was a little weird.
Chel and I were wearing our new clothes, so we HAD to go somewhere to show them off. I was even wearing new earrings. Which I am paying for today in pain and itchiness (I'm allergic to metal). But they were so pretty, I couldn't not buy them. In fact, I've decided to say, "fuck it," to my allergy. I really like big delicate silver and gold earrings, and I shouldn't have to resist buying them. So when I see a pretty pair, even if I can't wear them, I'm going to buy them anyway. That goes for necklaces, too.
So if you want to get me jewelry for a present sometime, but you resisted because of the allergy, don't resist any longer! I am accepting jewelry from all bringers . . .
I do have a confession to make. Sometimes, when I KNOW I look super good, I can stand in front of my bathroom mirror when I get home for up to ten minutes, just posing. I don't want to go to bed, no matter how late it is, because I know when I wake up in the morning I won't look as good. So I stand there and admire myself, and hope that, on these rare occasions when I see myself looking good, that someone else sees it too. It would make up for the other 364 days of the year where I look like a bum!
Back to REAL ESTATE! SHERI COME BACK SOON I MISS YOU!
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