*Counts on her fingers then gives up*
I promise that it will not take 6 months (give or take) for another layout again.
But yes, I finally dragged myself away from PWI1 long enough to actually be productive. I did change a few things from the screenshot a while back (as I always do). I’m also 99.99999% sure that I’m going to find something wrong and try to figure out why the hell it isn’t working. But I am loving this color scheme. Totally different from what I do. The browns, that is.
Since it is about 4am, I should be going. Maybe I’ll think of a story that surrounds leads for insurance while I sleep. Did you know that a couple of my writing pieces were inspired by dreams? In that case, I should write a horror play where someone gets killed in some gruesome way.2
Here’s a screenshot to leave ya with.
Yesterday was a nice day. Hot as hell, but nice nonetheless. After (not) hearing a long story about how my mom wanted me to look into wood flooring online, I just went on to distract myself doing other things. One of those things is going outside and taking a walk (while risking an unneeded tan) and taking pictures. This is why I love spring, folks. This is the only reason why I love spring.
I figured that even though I wasn’t outside much yesterday, I’ll just stay in today. I hate the heat.
A couple of weeks ago, my sister came over with her 3 children. Okay, so one is of the canine persuasion, but he’s a puppy. I had no clue she was bringing him, along with all his dog supplies; even down to the pooper scooper. Now, I knew that something like that exists just so you don’t have to touch the boo-boo. Why don’t more people around here know that?
I have neighbors who has two dogs. First of all, he walks them unleashed, then if they want to do their business, they do it right on…our grass. What’s more is that the owner has no decency to get something to pick it up. They really know how to enforce that “clean up after your dog” law here. I don’t know what we do in situations like this, other than to talk to them, which is hard to when they don’t listen. Ugh.












