Still no luck on finding a job. I've applied at a TON of places but haven't heard from anyone. It's been less than a week but I'm freaking out. Mainly because I have absolutely nothing to do all day except hang out with the cats and look for jobs while Brendon is at work. BORING. Being unemployed would be a lot more fun if I knew some people around here to help me fill all this free time. Hopefully work will come my way soon before I lose my mind. I don't know how housewives do it (both boredom-wise and financially).
And it is really really hot. Like 100 degrees hot. What's up with that? It's the beginning of June and it's that hot already? Whaaaa? I guess we are 200 miles farther south, but still. Maybe I block out how hot it gets in the summer but I never seem prepared and every summer seems hotter. I literally dread going outside during the day. I am not a fan of the heat at all, much rather be cold. Getting into my car is seriously deadly. It's like an oven in there, and my poor ac cannot keep up. Phew, Texas you are too much.
We had a surprise visitor the other day! Remember when I said there was a weird noise in the ac vent? WELL, that morning (while I was still snoozin') Brendon had heard something weird in the guest shower and lo and behold, there was a squirrel leg poking out of what I guess used to be the pipe for an old shower head. A SQUIRREL LEG. He sprayed it with febreeze (HA) and then taped it up. WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH THAT? So we're assuming that the creepy noise I heard in the ac was also our furry friend. Creepy to say the least. This apartment gets more charming everyday. If a squirrel gets loose in here, I will just take the cats and peace out. That's insane.