WHDLL

It's easy to sell stuff on Craigslist if...
you price it right (duh) and are patient. We've been trying to sell O's old golf clubs for awhile and haven't had a single hit. Until today, right after Andre dropped them so low that we're practically giving them away. That's the "price it right" example. The patient part comes in not so handy for the waiting to finally get a phone call, but in having to deal with the mildly annoying woman who finally does meet up with you at Target in her vehicle that is completely loaded with kids, thus leaving no room to take the bike home. In my opinion. I don't really know how it turned out, though, because I was feeling a little spicy and took off before she could realize that there was no way in hell that the bike was going to fit. I had to live up to my earlier text message, which was in response to her question, "it doesn't happen to have flat tires does it??" This was after I sent her a picture. Seriously. Like I'm going to try to sell a bike with flat tires. So I responded with, "No, do you want them to be flat?" A little crabby, I know. But, good lord, people!! The moral of the story: I need to work on being more patient with people. On the other hand, sometimes people deserve it. The crabby me, I mean. They earn it.

What Has Desiree Learned Lately -- Installment 1

Shockingly, I have had multiple requests to start blogging again. Not shockingly, these requests come pretty much exclusively from my friend and my mother. So I have decided to begin a regular series called "What Has Desiree Learned Lately?" We'll call it WHDLL for short. I basically plan to write about whatever random crap pops into my head and it's easier than having to focus on one specific thing. Which leads me to my first item...

ADD (the disorder, not math)
I joke with my friend that I might have ADD. I realize that many of you deal with this on a daily basis and I do not mean to make light of your struggles. Please try not to be offended. If you are offended, you are free to ... ahem... not read my blog anymore. You won't miss much, I hardly ever post. So, yeah, back to the ADD. See what I mean? Holy cow, I get distracted easily. I don't think I really have ADD, just lots on my plate. My friend says she'll give me one of her ADD meds -- if I take it and feel normal, maybe I need it. If I get high, then I don't. This is also a joke -- I don't plan to really take any of her meds, nor does she plan to actually give them to me. Just to set your minds at ease.

Babies
I'm getting soft in my old age (reference to my personality, not my body, which has been smooshy and soft for quite a few years now). I kind of dig babies these days -- other people's. I am definitely done having babies of my own. They are awfully cute, though!

Weiner Dogs
So, yeah, we got a dog. Buddy is a mix of weiner dog and something else, who can say for sure what? Anyway, he is definitely a weiner dog because he is constantly behaving inappropriately. Honestly, why can't he just do that in the privacy of his crate while I'm sleeping or something? So gross. I have started spraying him with the squirt bottle to deter the behavior. It appears to help.

So, there you go. The inaugural WHDLL post.