The laundry is something else that bothers me. The out building for this house has washer/dryer hookup's, but they do not work. I have my washer in the kitchen with a water hose from outside hooked up to it coming in from the window. It is a very rigged up sort of situation. There is no where to hook up the dryer, so I have a copious amount of clothes line hooked up between the house and a large wooden post. Well yesterday, as I am putting the clothes on the line, one of them breaks and everything on that line goes down for the count. Great. Now I gotta wash them again. Then I look over, and there is an ant trail leading to the house on one of the other lines. I just can't win! So I'm standing there, clothes on the ground, ants trotting merrily to my house on my clothesline, and I just lose it. I'm now officially 36 years old, I live in a town so small there are no available jobs, HHH hasn't gotten anything back on his resumes he's been handing out online, and my house is falling apart due to bugs and age. Nothing like a breakdown outside where the neighbors can see it! Whoo hoo! I went back inside and finished off my little "break down" in there. HHH had cleaned up the kitchen for me, and the kids had taken care of their rooms and the living room for me. I sighed and hoped it would get better. It has to get better. We have already been on the bottom of the barrel. We have already been homeless, broke, ill, etc.... There has to be an up escalator around here somewhere, right? God, I hope so!
Then, as I was surfing the web, I saw this woman on CNN.com. This woman is 80 years old, and still stripping. Not the shake your moneymaker kind of stripping, but burlesque. Stripping in it's most artistic form. Now If I am feeling old, that must just be my fault, because this just goes to prove you're only as old as you feel.I wanna look this good when I am 80! A little wrinkly, but still in shape.