Poetry apparently isn't the way to get comments around here. Fair enough. I was just venting, anyway. I didn't need anyone's approval.
I opened an envelope this morning and found out that we've been sold. Our property management company is no longer ours. Now we are in the hands of strange people with strange policies. I loved who we were with...I couldn't believe there was a rental company in a college town that was so damn friendly and accommodating. But...now we're in the hands of someone else.
I just had a terrifying thought...
What if they make us get rid of the cat? I'd burn down their fucking offices.
Sorry...maybe that was a bit dramatic, but...really...with all that's going on in my life right now, if anyone has the right to be dramatic, it's me.
*drops onto fainting couch with one hand to forehead*
It’s Old-man Christmas.
14 hours ago