For the past few years I have had this issue with giving my posts titles. It is irritating to me. Sometimes I wait until I am done writing up my post and sometimes I just plain forget. When I forget I get to view the post and wonder “what the hell is wrong now?!?” and ponder it for a few minutes. Then out of the blue the blondeness subsides and I realize why the post looks so different then the others. I also hate losing my train of thought when I think of how I am going to write said post.
This week was rather horrible. Which would you think is safer for your purse?
A) Put your purses under the moving truck seat where it is not visible. The moving truck has an alarm and it is locked when you are not in it.
B) Put your purses in an apartment that is open as 5 people are constantly going back and forth with items from the moving truck to the apartment.
If you chose Option A you are WRONG! This past Tuesday (June 2nd) I found out Option B is the safer thing to do in my new gated apartment complex. My purse along with my mothers was stolen out of the locked moving truck. EVERYTHING is gone. I got my SS card, a new checking account, & whatnot. However they have my social security number along with my kids numbers. We know here in the US that is the best way to screw people over. And screw them over without the proper usage of lube. This is the time you also realize it is GOOD to be on time with your bills. They will extend your payment dates.
Other then that the apartment is coming along nicely. I am 75% done with putting things where they belong. It would have been done by now but my back refused to cooperate. If I had not mentioned beofre I have the first stages (or whatever you want to call it) of arthritis in my back. Also the L4 & L5 area of my back is narrowing. The cold kills it. And Southern California has been having wonky weather to say the least.
I also need to report that crocheting and moving is not the only thing keeping me away from my previous activities online. I have discovered a face book app called Farm Town. I am addicted. Face book is having issues with it. If my grapes go to waste because of face book I will be pissed.