Tonight or tomorrow night will be out last night in this apartment, I’ve lived here for over 6 years. It has been good.
We’ll be in the new house on or before June 1st.
I saw this movie, “Before The Devil Knows You’re Dead”. It was really good, but really creepy. These two brothers plan the robbery of their own parents jewelry store. It goes really wrong and their Mother ends up getting shot. And that’s just the beginning, things get worse and worse and worse.
You gotta see it!
It’s been a week since my last post, I’ve been diving and moving some stuff to the new house.
Inner Space is over, all my dives were below 250 feet, and I set a new depth record on my rebreather, 408 feet.
I didn’t take a single picture all week. Except I borrowed a camera and took it on a dive to Funky Town, which I’ve mentioned before. I need to go and get the raw footage from the cameras owner. (He’ll be trying to sell me the camera.)
This is the last week they have to finish the house. All that’s left are the electrical inspection and the final inspection for the Certificate of Occupancy. Then I get the contractor out of there.
I’m freeking stressed, worried they won’t make it. We have to be out of this apartment at the end of the month.
Also the money is flying out of my accounts at an alarming rate. Today I have to go pay $5400 for furniture the OI Girl ordered. Bedroom set.
I don’t know what to do first.
I’m not scheduled to be back at work till Thursday.
Inner Space 2008 started Saturday night. I am on vacation, diving my rebreather every day, with a lot of people who travel from all over the world to dive their rebreathers.
It is a lot of fun and there are a couple of new rebreathers here.
Yesterday my Mom was telling me some stuff about my Dad that I wish I knew before he died.
I have always wished I could travel back in time and meet him as a boy and be the same age or just a little older than him for a while, and he wouldn’t know who I was but I’d know.
I’ve been neglecting my blog. My Little Cayman pictures I promised are still on my camera. My situation with my contractor has become nightmarish. The OI Girl is stressed, crying and having nightmares. I’m never hungry.
Long story for later.