Me & Sully...

Sometimes things just fall into place, ya know?

Like yesterday, for instance.

I was in town early, mainly because I had an appointment, but also to run an errand or 2 - I've always multi-tasked on soirees into town and now a days, with gas being as pricey as it is - I can't afford not to! One of the tasks was to fill up on the cheap gas (discounted 5 cents per gallon on Thursdays) at Orscheln's. $3.13 p/gallon *sheesh* anywho...

I figured that post my appointment, I'd have a short line at the pumps given that it was raining outside...

After Gassing up...

Something said 'check your cel-phone' to my smarting little brain. ($3.13 p/gallon hurts me little head, I swear!) =)

There was an urgent sounding message from my friend 'Rose' ... Could I watch her little 'Sullivan' for a couple hours and git him to school on time (he's at that adorable 1/2 day age), for her?

Both of Sully's parents needed to be off to work and no 'regularly' scheduled sitter could bridge the gap!

The part I love here, is that I was heading her way and was literally 2 blocks from their house when the message finished up.

Sweet-D, me, to the rescue!

I called her back from her drive way.... "Yes...? He's dressed and ready to go...?" (She's tentatively, hopefully answering my questions)

"Great, cause I happened to be in the neighborhood when I got your message and I'm sitting right outside of your house - now. lol"

- crisis adverted-!

So... me and that 'QT-pie' Sully... (this little guy is sweeeeeet!)

We basically went to school together yesterday morning.

It was raining, so I took him up to the college with me and introduced him to the classroom where we've been attending to the advancement of my stress ... er, studies.

This involved a short elevator ride.

I let him push all of the buttons...which he did with great aplomb and minimal direction.

Once in the classroom, I introduced him to such wonders as the "Disney" and "Looneytoons" websites.

It was my goal to have him in as much control of PC operations as possible - took him through a little point and click 101... showed him how to google up the sites - even had him spell out D I S N E Y by himself, on the key board and briefly cross referenced the 'enter' key with him.

He was diggin' it.

and...

I was diggin' it... 'cause (boy howdy!) I was really multi-tasking now, bay-bee!

Kid sitting, teaching elementary IT, surfing the net simultaneously for looneytoons and reference articles for my Economics term paper... checkin' e-mail - Who-wee!

=)

(happy grin)

Time flew by...

Sully tapped into some Baby Einstein spaceship blast off game for awhile and then watched some cartoons.

He really seemed to be enjoying himself.

This was good - because I need to be maximizing every minute and hauling him back to my house 'til it was time to take him to his school wasn't gonna cut it for me nearly as well as this was.

By the time I got him to his alma matter he was on a decidedly independent track.

"I know where I'm going. You don't have to go in with me." He volunteered. . .

hummm... from the way his Momma described it - it was a pretty straightaway... so...

"Fine. You ARE quite the big boy today - going to College with me, playing around on the computers together, I believe you can find your way ok on your own. So! I am going to drop you off here - at the right door and then I'll watch and wait while you get inside the school and headed in the right direction to your class - ok!?"

I'm saying this while carefully eyeing the plate glass ensconced entry way to the elementary school...

Big smile from Sully!

I'd never do that in a million years in a metro area - rural America does have its graces.

Picked up another batch of local papers from my 'source' (Mother) on my way home - called every number I could find in it, and from the local open-line radio show, and from the local chamber of commerce listings... to earnestly try to nail down a new living space... because, 'the shelter over my head' status officially went into quasi-homelessness as of April Fool's day. ... and though the pickin's are slim right now, I did firm up a deal this morning.

I gotta finish up this post, visit my landlord to be, and sign the lease papers.

On the onset, this is not going to be as comfortable, in any way, shape, or form from where I have been... but I'll make it work for me AND it'll be easier walking distance to my classes. Mere blocks to walk compared to a 3 mile highway hike.

So that thing is falling into place today... It was the only rental I saw in my price range that met my 3 stickler requirements... enough room for all my "stuff", a hook-up for a washing machine, and a landlord that appears to have an amiable demeanor.

I don't wanna put anything in 'store age' (been there, done that, ended up filing police reports because it got broken into along with a string of other people's - damn you theives!)

I gots to be able to do my laundry at home. I've done the laundry mat sceen here and there throughout the years and it just SUX for me... I loath it. (The multi-tasker mindset has run to deep to change it now! lol!)

and...

I have to be able to get along from the get go with my landlord - if you act way too uptight showing your place to me - I am so not going to rent from you. I flat refuse to subsidize your income with my hard earned pay while you behave yourself to be little more than a walking anus.

I met a walking anus yesterday evening - he was hoping to rent me a 2 B RM Trailer... He opened up the door to a very clean looking spacious living room... I stepped through and immediately smelled "CAT"... the bad, smell of cat that no one (not even cats, I suspect) likes.

So I say, "Ou. I smell CAT....!?"

"Welp," He says, "That's it then - I'm not even going to fool with you. There has never been a cat in here and if that's the first thing you're going to say it's not going to be worth my time to even show it to you."

He was sooo right about that... and sooo wrongly in denial about whether or not there had ever been a CAT living in that trailer. My golly - I'd wager that the living room carpet was actually soak in their urine/spray - the way it reeked in there.

I mean, yeah, I got a cat - but I don't cotton to cat smell. No, uh-uh - nadda me! *sheesh*

The landlord I'm signing up with seems pretty lo-key in his walk through with me but fairly discerning in our conversation(s) in terms of landlord/tennant relations.

Gotta go...

Wish me luck in the movin'...

Happy weekend to ya'll!

=)

D~