The House Painter


I am in the process of painting a house. Yes, me. It is, in fact, my job for right now seeing as how I have gotten zero (count them) callbacks from fast food restaurants and Walmart to interview. It probably has something to do with the fact that my cover letters are incredibly unprofessional and my resume has like, one job on it. No biggie.

So my dad hired me to help clean and paint a house and I have been working for the past two days on this particular task. The pay is good and the hours are good but the work is hard and pretty disgusting. It’s this house that these two chainsmokers and their kids used to live in so we have to scrub down the walls to get all of the nicotine stains off before we paint.

Working two days, we have managed to clean about half of the house, but we still have all of the bedrooms, who’s walls are covered in pop stains, cat hair, nicotine stains, and Asgard knows what else. It’s a pretty fucking gross job but I can’t complain. We have until July first and I’m hoping to make enough money to actually start seriously looking for a place to live.

I’m ready to move out. So ready. I want to grab a cute room mate and just take off into the land of adulthood really hard, but I know that if I go without planning and shit, I’ll just fall on my ass. So this month is the month of making money. I’m working two jobs and gutting my room in my free hours. It’s a good deal. A lot of work, but nice.

And this weekend is our annual Frog Party. I was super excited for it because of a few certain people that were going to be here, but apparently they can’t make it so now I’m simply pretty excited. Hey, it’s still a good party.

All in all, life is going alright, I suppose. There was a massive thunderstorm last night and it was beautiful. I’ve been a bit happier in general. However, this rash/sickness thing is still persisting and I’m on my second round of steroids to try to fix the problem.

As a final note, I got my one hundred dollars in gift money from winning the poetry slam and I bought a swimsuit, a new taper kit to gauge my ears again, some batman plugs, some wall chargers for my Ipod, a camera charger, and some Jubes. I’m pretty excited for everything to get here.

I honestly can’t wait to start gauging my ears again. I’ve missed having plugs in them for so long!!!

Anyway, it’s time to go and get some things done, I suppose. I have to work in a hour and a half and I think we’re pulling a four to six hour shift today. Good gods, I’ll be ripped by the time this job is finished.

Love ya!

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About mylifeinheartbeats

Telea is an aspiring Musician who spends too much time aspiring to be a Writer who thinks she's a Comedian. There's not much more to know, except for everything. Telea has a tendency to not think before she speaks or acts. She enjoys chocolate, long walks on the beach, and talking about herself in the third person. She wants to get to know you, so please send her your Name, Address, and SSN. Telea promises that, though she has indeed committed one count of Lewd and Lascivious behavior (to be tried under a court of law), she is a good person and will not intentionally harm you/expose herself to you/hate you for your stupid perspectives/axe-murder you. Telea believes in the greater good, Nutella, peace, free love for all, and snuggles. She chooses Bacon over you, unless you come bearing bacon. She is a fat woman trapped inside a curvy woman's body. She is not for sale unless the price tag you put on her has something to do with world peace. She will sell herself for world peace. She hopes in the deepest of her heart places that you will enjoy her blog and find reason to follow it. Telea thanks you.

6 responses »

  1. Congrats on winning the poetry slam. Ummm what are jubes?

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    • Thank you, dear! Four years running as a winner and I’m feeling pretty awesome about my own life in that regard. It’s called ‘Nata De Coco’ and it’s fermented and flavored coconut juice that forms into these cubes that you eat. SO YUMMY!

      Reply
      • Is it a school thing or a local community poetry slam? Either way kudos šŸ™‚

        Think I’ll give those jubes a wide berth mind…

      • It’s a Local College Competition. You can find it by google searching UWBC Poetry Slam!
        And ohhh, no sense of adventure!!

      • What can I say, I checked the dictionaries definition of jubes and ran away from the book screaming and blushing from my lack of cajones

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