Anyone want to buy a house in middle Tennessee? It’s quite lovely. And I just want RID OF IT.
Got a notice in the mail today that the house was reassessed. Lovely that it’s worth more and all … except that it’s not going to help me one bit on the selling price BUT it will cost me more on taxes. The taxes are rolled into the mortgage payment, which means I get to pay even more for a house I’m not even residing in.
Being an adult sucks sometimes, ya know?
Also, randomly…
- Having a person who you admire greatly copy something you did (or rather, be inspired by it and improve on it) is so flattering. Totally made my night.
- I can’t seem to walk anywhere in this house without tripping over a dog. Three dogs in one house is a lot more chaos than I anticipated. It’s also good for a lot of laughs, however.
- I re-did my main landing page for all my web projects. It’s not technically “done” (or at least, not how I wanted it, but who knows if I’ll finish it ultimately), but I’m still happy with it. I’m thinking I’m going to get rid of my knitting blog because I never update it. Not that I don’t knit anymore, but not as much as I used to, and if it’s something particularly interesting, I can share it here. I do, however, update my two tumblr blogs (Geeking Out and Eclectic Style) fairly regularly.
I’m ridiculously excited about the new version of TweetDeck that was released and am eagerly anticipating WordPress 3‘s final release. (Which goes to show you what a giant geek I am.)- I’ve been out late this week far too many nights in a row. I’m too old for that crap. Mike and I went to Fox and Hound the other night for (as he put it) fish’n chips and a pint! I skipped the pint part though. I’ve never been much of a fan of beer. Then we rented and watched Lovely Bones and both wound up in a totally depressed mood. Hmph. I’m not sure what we’re doing this weekend; I think we’re going to see what bands are playing and perhaps go see some of his friends play. It’s kind of fun knowing someone who’s so involved and well-known in the local music scene. Everywhere I go with Mike, I wind up meeting lots of new people. Keeps things interesting!
It’s getting late and I’m getting tired, so I’m heading to bed. Thank goodness the week is winding down!
This is my mom’s new little buddy. He’s a 5-month old Papillon pup. She’s named him Spock.
(More Wordless Wednesday posts.)
I was working tonight and just happened to look down at my desk, realizing that the contents strewn across it are a pretty fair representation of “me” and of what’s going on in my life right now…
(More Wordless Wednesday posts)
I keep sitting down to write an update, but fail miserably at it. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say; I’ve been busy and there’s plenty to write about. It’s almost a case of the exact opposite: life is so busy that I’m to exhausted to put a coherent thought together. Forgive me if this post is nonsensical. I thought I’d make an attempt to post something…
I’ve been back in Erie for just over a month now. I’ve gotten to experience everything from 80-degree weather and sunshine to freezing temperatures and snow flurries. In other words: it has been a typical spring in northwestern Pennsylvania. Unfortunately, I’d forgotten what “typical” weather in this part of the country entails, so I’m getting used to the bipolar temperatures all over again. I’ve refused, however, to unpack a coat, so I’ve compromised with wearing hoodies when it gets cold. (And shhh, don’t tell, but I’ve borrowed my mom’s jacket off the coat rack a couple times when I had to take Gracie outside in the middle of the night.)
Speaking of Gracie — she’s adjusting to her new home pretty well. She’s trying very hard to make friends with my parents’ dog (a 12-year-old Akita/German Shepherd mix named Kodi). She likes to lay down next to him and attempt to snuggle, but he just jumps up and walks away, startled. She always steals his treats from him too (little brat!) but he’s a gracious old gentleman and lets her have them without the slightest grumble or growl.
My new job is making me happy. It has me exhausted and I love every moment of it. Even when everything else seems to be going wrong, the one thing that cheers me up is the satisfaction I get from my work. Finally learning C# has been so fun and it’s made me want to delve into all sorts of other projects. I find myself writing code for 8 hours at work and then coming home and putting in another 2-3 hours some nights. I’m learning to appreciate the wonders of jQuery and next I’m hoping to dive into some Objective-C so I can work on some iPhone apps.
Yes, I realize that my geek is showing. HARDCORE.
Random other stuff:
… After seeing this advertisement for Tawapa jewelry in the latest issue of Inked magazine, I decided to start stretching my lowest ear piercings. (Random and crazy, I know.) I have 14 gauge tension hoops in now (which hurt like heck, I might add). I’m not sure if I’ll stay at 14 or go to a 12 gauge. I have no plans to stretch further than that, though. (So don’t freak out mom! Ha ha.) Those lovely Seraphin earrings come in gauges as small as 14g, so I’m all set.
… I’ve been driving the 300ZX almost every day. I don’t know why, but I never felt totally comfortable driving it in Nashville. I guess because I knew if I got lost in the Element, I had a built-in GPS system, but in the Z, I’d be crap out of luck. (Not that I ever really got lost? But whatever.) Anyway, she’s getting some mileage put on her now and I’m enjoying it immensely.
… I’m still a-knittin’. On evenings when I’m not working or out, mom and I sit and watch TV and knit together. I have a sweater-vest almost done for Benny and I finished a pair of socks for myself. Unfortunately I must have spaced out when knitting the second sock because it’s about an inch longer than the first sock so I need to tear it back and fix it. (Duhhh.)
… I am home sick for Nashville almost every day. I’m happy here and I love being with my friends and family, but I miss my “family” in Tennessee too. I’m stuck living with family till the house in Tennessee sells, so I’m in this strange state of limbo where I feel like I don’t actually belong anywhere. I feel like some sort of homeless nomad, which would theoretically be really cool except that I can’t actually embrace the nomadic nature of my situation because of the mortgage and utilities that I’m solely responsible for, again, till the #@$% house sells. (Yes, I know I was stupid for allowing myself to get stuck with that in the divorce — I’ve had dozens of people tell me as much — but what’s done is done, so leave it be.) I think once I finally find a place to BE, I’m going to feel a lot more settled. In the meantime, my loved ones have been doing their best to make me feel at home, and I couldn’t be more grateful.
It’s good to be surrounded by friends and family again, and it’s good to be loved. <3
