Um first off, I’d like to thank you again for all the love. I still have a way to go in my journey back to health, but I am buoyed by all the love unconditional love here. I’ve been in need of help cleaning for almost a year now. But, this post is not about my health at all. I’m just pointing out that the kitchen is BAD. Like really, really, really, bad. The last person to do dishes in this house was lawn kid. And we all know how that worked out. And I am sure he is this reason that baby mama ghosted me, because she is the one who asked me if I could give her some work. I still have dog hair from Banjo in my living room.
This is not another poor pitiful me post. I’ll be good soon I hope. And I didn’t want people to think that but I have an urgent matter matter probably do to my lack of housekeeping. That is the reason for the title of this post. Yesterday or the day before I dunno… I was talking to Just Jen who was being very generous. And as I went into the kitchen, I saw a mysterious brown substance on the kitchen floor. The whole reason for the introduction was to paint the scene. The kitchen floor is disgusting. There are random Publix bags, shit literally everywhere (sorry Marc with a C who I hear from nearly every day and he is cleaning and ironing like it is his job, I know if he reads this he will have a seizure).
So, enough about setting the scene. so I was chatting with Just Jenn and I told her about a small brown pool of something on my kitchen floor. The point is I am not so tidy so um, it still seem weird. It was near a cabinet, well more of a bookcase from Home Depot where I keep pots and pans and stuff because this 1950 house has not ever been updated and I needed more storage. I just wiped it up and threw it away eventually. But, how did it get there? The shelf has pots and pans and stuff all kinds of floral vases on the top. There is a lot of stuff so it would be hard to move. But, THERE IS NOTHING THAT WOULD LINK.
DAY TWO: There is a fresh pool and it is brownish red. Like IT COULD BE BLOOD. I am gagging just writing that. That is where I thought we would find the rat ( I get it we could not find it there) but we found it so I went on with life.
Again, the long introduction was because I am living in a shithole. Maybe I could have used less detail. BUT HERE IS THE QUESTION. Please keep the answer to yes or no. I don’t need gory details I am having a hard enough time eating already. So, yesterday or the one day recently I cleaned it up. And IT IS BACK.
KILL ME NOW.