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Ok, so the painting probably won't be done until Saturday, which means I will have been in a state of chaos for 6 days. Also, I am killing off brain cell after brain cell by sleeping in a room with paint fumes. Also, I have this thing in which my bedroom door must be closed in order for me to sleep comfortably but I can't close it because of the paint fumes and have therefore been sleeping very lightly. Which, combined with the fact that my vent cover is removed from the duct so I can paint around it, is why I am pretty sure I was woken by the sounds of what could only be my upstairs neighbors getting intimate this morning. And I am scarred for life. Fingers crossed that the brain cells that die tonight are responsible for that memory.
Again I say, we did not move here to experience the brothel of yore!
ReplyDeletek. I'm laughing out loud in the computer lab. that's hilarious! how disgusting. honestly-- what's the deal with morning people anyway, can't they save it? um. nothing like starting the morning right?
ReplyDeletegood thing about the fumes.
that painting sounds like a nightmare. I painted my last room a light yellow--over dark grey. That took forever. I am no longer friends with the paintbrush.
I made an executive decision that should I ever paint again, I will either rent one of those spray machines, or better yet, higher it done.
ReplyDeleteI hope those are the brain cells that die. That is the worst!
ReplyDeleteLOL! Are they married? And yeah, that would scar you for life. I was similarly scarred for life when I was younger and saw dragon flies mating, if you haven't ever seen that, well, its a real experience! Good luck Scully...and don't get any ideas! Jk.
ReplyDeleteWow more than you ever wanted to know about your neighbors!!!
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