The annual Dipshit AC removal...for the very last time!
It hit me about 5 minutes AFTER the fact...tonight will be the last time EVER I'll be asked by Dipshit to help with the extremely arduous task of taking out his AC. And by extremely arduous, I mean I'm pretty sure a 10-year-old retarded girl in a wheelchair would be able to do this by herself, yet this asswipe somehow needs my help. At 12:30am when I'm trying to relax after an endless day built on 3.5 hours sleep. And so then I'm in a confined space between his bed and his dresser, desperately trying not to touch him as he yanks it out (the AC, that is) while I push the screen up and secure the back end of "the unit." And then a bunch of water from yesterday's rain spills on my foot. And then he realizes AFTER he's taken it out that it's STILL FUCKING PLUGGED IN...so it's left to me to struggle to yank the plug out. He is SUCH an unbelievable fucking fool. UGH.
But then, as if Jesus appeared to me Himself, I had a moment of calm and clarity overwash me...I realized HE WON'T BE IN MY LIFE THIS TIME NEXT YEAR! My endless nightmare will soon be over. And that was THE last time his whiny little fucking voice will EVER interrupt me EVER again to help take his FUCKING air conditioner out of the window. YES!!!!!!!! And then I started getting a little wistful....
But then, as if Jesus appeared to me Himself, I had a moment of calm and clarity overwash me...I realized HE WON'T BE IN MY LIFE THIS TIME NEXT YEAR! My endless nightmare will soon be over. And that was THE last time his whiny little fucking voice will EVER interrupt me EVER again to help take his FUCKING air conditioner out of the window. YES!!!!!!!! And then I started getting a little wistful....