#stupidbugs

I'm annoyed with Verizon for something changing on my bill when they sent my the replacement phone that crashed with their system update.

I'm beyond frustrated with my apartment. Yes, I know it's Texas, I know my building was built in the 60s. That means there will be bugs. No, I didn't know this when I hopped in my happy little car and drove from The Land of No Bugs Ever, Seriously, Even Mosquitos (aka Colorado).

THEN - we get a little notice about the renovations around the community since it was recently bought. "We are looking at every facet of the community, ..... air conditioning, plumbing ..." "even a fresh coat of paint". CAN YOU RESEAL THESE OLD APARTMENTS? FINALLY FIX MY WINDOW? Find then fix these CRACKS so these BUGS stop coming into my apartment and scaring the living bejeezes out of me.

The bug conversation (with myself) reminds me of a conversation I had last night with the Boy where I was frustrated with Critters and then it got twisted all around into I miss him so much and want him here and then I get frustrated with our situation, even though it doesn't do any good. I love him so much and just have to have faith.

And then last night & tonight I made post work decisions that did not result in me at the gym yesterday afternoon, this morning, or tonight. (1/2 a Jillian Michael yoga circuit yesterday and 15 10 minutes strength this morning does not cut it as "exercising")

All this culminating is too much for me to sit in bed & read a book. I would actually like to go to the gym right now and run/walk/elliptical/JUST MOVE it off.

But I'm afraid to open a door to my living room, let alone the outside, and create an easier entry for these THINGS. I barely want to put my feet on the floor.

I'm so grossed out & anxious about them.