Ooops

mother nature finally worked in my favor and has trapped me at home. That being said and my mother on my ass....I'm working on cleaning out the spare bedroom. And finally, tossing the past.

I feel sad that I'm not renewing my redneck superbowl tickets to a southeastern destination next year. I didn't go this year and I probably won't go back for quite sometime. Its like that part of my past is fading away. Its me but not me now. If that makes sense.

So in cleaning out the spare bedroom and keeping in mind that who knows what kind of space I'll have in the future.....I found a bag of clothes I brought over the first time I decided I was moving/filing for divorce. Which would be two years ago. In that bag, I found jeans. I was kinda shocked because I thought I had all my jeans until I looked at the size. It seems that in a fit of rage that night I packed up a stack of the ex's jeans...oops...you can now find them on craigslist...I'm going to see if I can make up some money of the prick.