I received this lovely note from ConEdison in the mail yesterday:
IMPORTANT INFORMATION ABOUT YOUR GAS USAGE
The readings we’ve obtained from your gas meter for the referenced account do not show any usage. This is a matter of concern to us since you may have stopped using our gas or our meter may not be working properly.
If you are not using our gas service and do not intend to use it in the near future, the service should probably be turned off.
Filed under About Me, WORST Things Ever
Kelly's second birthday. The battlefield.
Yes, the rumors are true. I’m now 28-years old. I remember one Jessica Simpson, in her prime, some may say, telling her parents that she was upset to be turning 23. Because it was almost 25. Which is almost her mid-twenties. Well I’m kind of upset to be turning 28, because it’s almost my 50s. Yes, this makes sense to me.
Twenty-eight felt very heavy to me, and I couldn’t figure out why. I usually don’t worry about my age too much, except for my 20th birthday when I had a serious meltdown, and when my mom asked why I told her it was because I knew I was never going to be a professional tennis player. I’ve never played organized tennis, and I’ve never been very good when I’ve tried. But for some reason I knew that 20 was the cutoff for any dreams I might have about winning the Grand Slam or returning a Venus Williams serve without it literally making a tennis ball-size hole in my stomach. Twenty is just too old to try to do something like that. Man, that stayed with me for days.
Filed under About Me, It's All Going In The Book
Because I know everyone is at the edge of their seats wondering when I’m going to move out of my parents’ house, how my relationship with my parents is enduring our roommate situation, etc., I wanted to let you all know that, just in time for the holidays, my parents have finally let me move back into my old bedroom. It’s a Christmas miracle!
It only took two sinus infections and the guest room exploding out into the hallway for my parents to realize that the dungeon-like conditions they had subjected me to were unfair and unreasonable. Also, I think they realized their evil plan of getting me to move out in a short amount of time was not working. At. All.
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