The following post was shamelessly copied & pasted from my other blog, which is supposed to chronicle the mad-cap events surrounding our much anticipated home renovation project. SUPPOSED TO, I say. Instead it has become a safe place for me to use all of the choice language that my mother never let me get away with. Enjoy.
So, my brother asked me today why I haven't posted anything.
OK -- first? My brother? Reads this blog? Who knew? (Clearly not me.)
And to answer his question for the record: Because there's just not a whole lot going on right now.
My father-in-law would certainly disagree and I mean him no disrespect. He has been working on putting in the last of our replacement windows and putting up trim where he is able. So yes, something has been going on.
But none of the BIG stuff is going on. It seems that the city of Indianapolis, or the state of Indiana, or both, like to screw with their taxpayers by making them wait for weeks on end (weeks! that's right, I said WEEKS!) to issue final permits. I am so beyond over it that I don't know what to do, but there's not a hell of a lot I can do except curse about it. And so I will.
Those #&^-d@#^ m(#*%^-f&#?^*$ really need to get off of their m(#*%^-f&#?ing a$$e$ so we can f&#?ing get on with this already, because this $%!t is really starting to p!$$ me the h@)) off.
Ah, I feel much better now.
No, no I don't. Not really at all.
But there it is. We wait while the chump from the IDEM decides to grace us with his* presence so we can actually start building what we've been dreaming about for over a year. Perhaps if he realized we are sharing a room with a two-year-old, he might take mercy on us and put a move on it?
Nah, I don't think so either.
*And in the event that this chump is a woman, all of the above still stands -- because I am nothing if not an equal-opportunity p!$$ed off taxpayer.