Did laundry at my moms house and got done late. Had an eery feeling the whole time I was loading my stuff into the car. Drove past a guy who tried to flag me down for no apparent reason (other than to rape and kill me), got semi stalked by a white 300 with blacked out windows. Realized there was a spider in my car and had approximately 4 heart attacks. Pulled up outside my house with the same eery feeling. The chairs on our patio were out of the ordinary including an added kitchen chair. The air smelled like an auto shop. Went to unlock the doors and both the inside and outside doors were locked in an unusual way (dead bolt instead of handle) went to lay out the clothes that need to air dry in the back room and discovered that we have a fairly large critter living in our wall. It was so loud it sounded like it was in the cats litter box but I realized it was in the wall when both cats went ape shit trying to defy physics by some how getting through the wall. Took my pants off to lay down finally and noticed what a lovely pattern my too tight jeans left in the spray tan I got today. What a strange fucking night. Truly nothing good happens after 2 am. Or even midnight for that matter. Hopefully my legs will even out after I shower tomorrow.
Goodwill thriftiness tmrw for a potential rug and or some decent living room curtains. Also gonna try and find the target Salvation Army? I feel like this place might be an urban legend… Or heaven. Insanely discounted target shit? Like I don’t have enough temptations burning a hole in my wallet as it is.
Oh well. Good night moon, you crazy son of a bitch.