Looking forward…
… to spring.
Moving Daze
The move to the new digs is beginning. We pick up the keys next weekend, and have started packing today. Or, in my case, cleaning up all the fucking stacks of paper in my room to *prepare* for moving. Figure we’ll get keys next Saturday, spend Saturday cleaning the place up, Saturday night and Sunday
Back in the PNW
I’m back in the PNW (Pacific Northwest) for my grandmother’s funeral this weekend. I’d have much preferred being back in the PNW on a happier occasion, but since I’m here, I’m trying to make the best of it. The air here is different, did you know that? Clear and clean; tinged with evergreen. I love
New Digs
After much wringing of hands and moaning over our $900 rent payment and crazy utility bills, J. and I decided to downsize. We can afford our current place perfectly during the summer and passably during the winter, but we’re looking for a place we could afford should one of us lose our jobs. Crazy economy,
Things That Need Doing
Stepped on the scale today for the first time in, what, six months? When I was living at my old apt, I was very good at weighing myself once a month and making adjustments accordingly. It kept my weight steady and my clothes fitting and all was well. Now that my house is so damn
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Tonight’s Agenda
I’d rather it snowed another 6 inches so I could work from home tomorrow, instead of just another 2, which will make it annoying and slow to get into work, but not annoying and slow enough to work from home. Etc. It’s a rough life. Anyway, new project in the works tonight, already outlined and
Don’t Fail: On Turning 30
Failing in obscurity is easy. Failing in public is hard. There was a lot I wanted done by the time I turned 30. Like, you know, publishing a book (or three). I expected to “be a writer” by the time I was 24. When 25 came and went with no book sale, I quietly hunkered
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Quiet
My long “holiday” was, well, a working holiday. My life is full of Day Jobbe right now, and not a lot else. More as it happens.
Back At It
Up at 5:30 this morning to add 20 min of pilates onto my 15 min morning free weights routine. *Damn* I am out of shape. This thing with having a chronic illness is that you just notice more when you’re lazy about taking care of yourself. During the last couple of weeks of sporadic workouts