Have you ever just decided that you just finally had it?\u00c2\u00a0 You are sitting there, just so fed up with this shit that it’s like bile rising in your throat.\u00c2\u00a0 There’s no way you can take it any longer, you are compelled to do something about it.\u00c2\u00a0 If you don’t do something, you might even scream your head off?\u00c2\u00a0 Yeah.\u00c2\u00a0 Nikki apparently had happen\u00c2\u00a0that today.\u00c2\u00a0 Well, that’s the only explanation I can come up with, anyway.<\/p>\n
I’m sitting in the office at home, working away (in case anyone from work reads this, although the chances of that are slim based on my blog stats), when I hear something like the following from way down the hall in the living room.<\/p>\n
Nikki: “Yes?\u00c2\u00a0 Oh, yes, sure.\u00c2\u00a0 It’s quite old.\u00c2\u00a0 Yes, the drawers come out.\u00c2\u00a0 It needs a little fixing, the leg is a little separated.”<\/p>\n
At this point, I’m starting to clue into what is happening, and I start to listen a little more intently.<\/p>\n
Nikki:\u00c2\u00a0 “…you can come today and have a look.\u00c2\u00a0 Oh sure, how about $50?\u00c2\u00a0 Sounds good!\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0 See you then.”<\/p>\n
At which point I squawked from the office:\u00c2\u00a0 IT’S STILL GOT MY CLOTHES IN IT!<\/p>\n
Yeah, Nikki sold my dresser today without really informing me that it would happen.\u00c2\u00a0 She laughed pretty hard <\/a>at that point.<\/p>\n Farewell, old boy.<\/p><\/div>\n Aaand it’s gone.\u00c2\u00a0 Before I could type 200 words about it.\u00c2\u00a0 I’m now living out of a garbage bag, people.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Have you ever just decided that you just finally had it?\u00c2\u00a0 You are sitting there, just so fed up with this shit that it’s like bile rising in your throat.\u00c2\u00a0 There’s no way you can take it any longer, you … Continue reading ![\"Farewell,](\"http:\/\/www.vallentyne.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/11\/dresser.jpg\")
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