rm | (no subject)

The window gate guy called and asked me if I'd moved all the furniture so they could install the gates. While this should have, probably, been obvious to me, it wasn't, and everything is still a mess from the robbery.

I panicked and told him I hadn't and couldn't by myself and did we need to reschedule and would it cost even more. I haven't been well, I said, since the robbery. Who the fuck says that? What sort of complete weakling am I?

So he said we'd work it out and now I'm cleaning the bedroom frantically so we can move furniture and they stole the diamond and ruby (cheap, shitty) earrings my racist, anti-semitic grandmother left me and did I think I was okay?

Hahahahaahah.