Oi Vey!

Sorry, Mike, the reign of the odd-numbered days is over! I am irritated by two things at the moment:

a) It's bloody 800 degrees outside. What happened to spring? Where did she go? I was enjoying the cool, grey days. Being able to run outside in the evening with shorts and a long-sleeved Tshirt. Walking home from Trax in the rain. Still being able to wear a light sweater, a cardigan perhaps. But I fear those days are gone. It's hot. And the worst is yet to come.

2) We have no couches. Or we won't within 24 hours that is! Kara, our landlord, called my roommate and told her that she is coming to pick up the couches either today or tomorrow. Granted they are her couches, but isn't it nice to give someone some warning before you take away their living room furniture? Get out the Crazy Creeks and the camping chairs! Man, this whole thing seems ridiculous! Is she doing this out of spite? Why does she need her couches now? Is it because we're trying to move out before our lease is up? Is she upset with us? Did she just barely realize she needed more seating in her current residence? I just don't understand. . .