AAAAAAARGH I am having such a pissy day today. D fell and scraped his knee on the way to swim class and ever since then it's just been one crappy wrong turn after another. We FINALLY got semi back on track, and now I have a fucking coop board meeting tonight after our board president left a totally uncalled for bitchy voicemail on my phone. I don't care how much more expensive owning my own home would me, I am so goddamn over this coop shit.

I should really stop reading things on the internet that make me angry and instead go to the neighborhood arts festival. That might take the edge off the fighter jets screaming overhead.

Jessica, I hope your board president spends the rest of her life unsuccessfully finding a good parking spot.

aurelia, get out and have fun. It's a beautiful day today.

Ugh. Another 100 degree day. Noah is so excited about impending kindergarten tomorrow that he is vibrating with excitement. Yet we still managed Target and a haircut for Grace and getting the floors mopped.

I finally have all my belongings in my house! With the coat-closet SNAFU on moving day and being unable to figure out where they would go, my parents took my coats to their place. But I figured it out! And now I have them. So that's good.

Guess who's waiting for the rest of the board to show up for our 9pm meeting? Go on, guess!

Guess who's currently got seven real estate search tabs open while she waits?

(To pre-emptively answer the question, if I resigned from the board, the building would have to hire a management company, which would enough to the monthly maintenance fee that we wouldn't be able to afford to live here anyway.)

if I resigned from the board, the building would have to hire a management company, which would enough to the monthly maintenance fee that we wouldn't be able to afford to live here anyway

So that's true if someone else quits? Yikes.

The time that my husband spent on our townhouse's board can be likened to hell.

Okay. I'm home. I had to get admitted to get precisely what my pain and migraine doctors recommend, and that will cost me a considerable extra amount of money THROUGH NO FAULT OF MY OWN. To get the medication I would have asked for earlier, but I just wanted to believe they'd do the right thing.

I know, I know...but the past month or so--they've been great! And the observation admitting doctors were fine too.

God, it's not complicated. But I clearly can't take things for granted. The nurse in observation was Haitian, and she didn't know there was a Haitian nurse in the ER. And she has the loveliest name...Brissonne. She was very nice, and she reassured me that asking the nurses before they give me anything how much they're giving me isn't pushy or drugseeking red flag or anything. I needed to hear that from a nurse.

My mother is begging me not to wear menswear to the wedding. Poor thing. I told her that if she doesn't go, she doesn't get a call.

The time that my husband spent on our townhouse's board can be likened to hell.

I remember that horror show and I didn't even witness it in person.