She is here, but leaving soon. March 1st, to be exact.
Funnily enough March is the month the lease on this house will be up. None of us really want to stay...Clover's spoiling parents are looking at real estate here, and I have been ready to leave since November. But you'll understand that later. That leaves Al and Boomer. And if Al had a clue about the infidelities....shouldn't he though? In any case, the lease will be renewed despite the lack of willing tenants.
Pink wanted out anyways, but had no drive. Al and Boomer were ready for her to leave. It seems strange to me that she is so similar to Al and he and Boomer are so mutually obsessed they could have invented "Three's a crowd." Forget five. In the meantime, they decided enough was enough and gave Pink one month to relocate. She did so promptly, but having paid rent, elected to stay the entire month, just to irk. And she does.
Five people in a car designed with four seat belts is as uncomfortable as it is unsafe, but saving gas is a price worth paying in safety. The one person without current health insurance was trapped in the spare seat by coincidence on the way there. The whole way I fretted and worried, begging my mother's forgiveness after my impending death upon impact, my body strewn out across the highway. I vow to be kind and let it go, only requesting a seat belt on the way home. Then, just before loading for the trip home Pink pulls me aside and kindly says "Do you mind taking the same seats? I have this fear about riding in cars without a seat belt..." As if no one else has a care in the world.
Thank God her time is short. My temper is thinning more quickly than the days are passing. March first seems eons away, but now is not the time to rush away the months.
