Is This Funny? I Just Do Not Know.

Tomas three days of passing kidney stones, slumlord/lady sneaking up at six-thirty a.m. taping 3 Day or Quit on door as Tomas is vomiting in the sink.

Mail last three days with post office  stamp from slumlady/lord, all say same thing except her idea of what we owe is not consistent. Hmm.

Yesterday we manage to move despite pain, (band aid meds - no painkillers in house), and drive to Kinko’s, print out response countering monies owed.

This morning, at around seven a.m., I look out onto lawn and see that someone or something has knocked her “for Rent” sign down.

I try to get it back up, fix with tape, hope it stays up.  Why?  I do not know.

If I had the energy, I would sing, “I…Love A Parade”