appomattoxco | Jun. 16th, 2004

Woke up at 7 and fell out of bed. I mean really fell. My knees didn't want to straiten so I stumbled till hit the floor. I'm alright I'm used to this sort of thing and I got an idea for part 8 of the wip while on the floor. So I get up and after a trip to the bathroom where I don't actually trip I sit down and write a little.

Here's the good news I'm getting a heat pump no more roasting and I don't have to worry about space heaters this winter. Bad news is my Dad brought the installers to my at 9:30 this morning without any warning. I'm not an early riser. Well I did get up at 7 but Hadn't bothered to dress or make my bed yet and there were dishes in the sink.{yes I'm a lazy slob} So here are these guys outside my office window discussing where they're going to put holes in my floor with my dad. dear old Dad doesn't understand calling ahead and never has. I should be used to it when I lived at home I never slept in anything but real shorts and t-shirt or sweats partly for that reason. Now that I have my own place I went out and got sleep shorts and pjs nothing to give anybody a thrill but still I would have liked to pick stuff up a little and had real clothes on. Also the whole holes in my floor thing was alarming. I should never have watched "Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House" last night.