ever since i moved to maine, it ceased to matter what day of the week it might be. i could work any day of the week, and things didn't change on weekends at home either. so i never particularly cared that it was friday.
but THIS friday, the chimney cleaner is coming. and let me tell you something - it's fucking COLD. weatherbug says it's 43, but that's inland, that's not on the water where it's usually 5-10 degrees colder. I NEED A FIRE IN THE STOVE. i'm fucking SHIVERING. my wife called me tonight from australia, and i was so cold my teeth were chattering a little and she was having a hard time believing i wasn't crying. i finally explained the cold to her, and my lack of heating other than a SHITLOAD of tiny ceramic space heaters (though i only use one - however, there are about 8 in the house). she's australian, they don't know from cold. also, hi sasky :)
so the chimney will be cleaned, and the contractor will be here to check out the mold situation, and HOPEFULLY tomorrow but maybe not until wednesday, i shall have a dumpster in my front yard. and it can't get here fast enough, because my house is just filled with trash and trashbags and stuff ready to go out the door or window into the dumpster.
seriously, i'm freezing. this some BULLSHIT. i should also probably dig out my actual cold weather clothes, instead of light pj pants, t-shirts and plain hoodies, haha. i should probably take this opportunity to just go to bed.
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