Setting up water & electricity was, of course, problematic. That has all been taken care of, thankfully.
I got the key today, and went over after work to check things out. A few little things here and there that are less than ideal. The master bath has a significant leak in the tub. Realtor said he'd try to have someone repair it tomorrow. There are things that are easily fixed, like the hideous curtains all over the house, and the tacky torn up window screens on the inside. It seems they came with the house, the previous tenants wisely took them down, and put them back up when they moved out. I plan to do the same. There's a perfectly good attic where they can sit for another year. There is an alarm system already installed, so that's one less thing to worry about. I can probably make a call and get it hooked up. Probably. There's a decent amount of random trash in the garage that needs to be thrown out.
Other than a nitpicky deep clean by yours truly (the light switches are NASTY), the house is pretty good to go. I do have to walk around and write down all the stuff I'll need to purchase- light bulbs for the outside flood lights, batteries for the smoke alarms, a carbon monoxide detector, a dust mop, a trash can for out by the curb... etc.
I've already identified several cat-perching spots for Pumpkin to claim. I've already imagined where the little turtle-shaped swimming pool/ sandbox will be for Calvin (& my friends' kids) in the backyard. The garage will be Chris' domain, as well as the front room/ office. The rest is pretty much my territory. It's incredibly intimidating, but also exciting. I think it would be less intimidating and more exciting if Chris was here. There's plenty of room for a toot in that house. I think we'll have such a happy home.
After weeks of starving, I discovered tonight that my mom's been holding out on me- she had gluten free frozen chinese food in her freezer. I didn't even know such a thing existed! So I'm more full than I have been in weeks, and have zero desire to pack anything, or do anything else that requires moving. I wonder if Chris is around to Skype while I digest...
28 February 2013
26 February 2013
laughs, good deeds, and progress
-hahahahaha yes. I love her.
-Set up Water & Electricity for the new house today. Here's hoping it's not problematic...
-Today I was the recipient of a random act of kindness.
I was taking a few boxes home from work today, 4 to be exact. They were glued so I couldn't break them down, so I taped them together and carried them in pairs. By the time I got outside, my arms were hurting and I was dreading the windy walk to my car. (Remember, it's a total 3/4 mile)
A car pulled up and stopped, and I figured it was someone asking for directions. That happens pretty often and I'm proud to say I can usually point them in the right direction.
The lady in the car said, "I hope you don't think I'm weird, but are you walking to the Brown lot?"
When I said yes, she offered to drive me there! She said she'd been in my position before, and thought she'd help.
I said yes, threw my boxes in her car, and hopped right in! At the moment that I closed the door, I had a split-second thought that maybe she was going to kidnap me, but I'd seen her come out of the employee parking garage and figured she was good people. She introduced herself and the department she worked in, and so did I.
Thankfully, she wasn't a killer, and I had a little bit less time to spend struggling with the boxes. Yay!
Time to drink some wine and pack some more. I have SO MUCH MORE shit than I thought I did.
-Set up Water & Electricity for the new house today. Here's hoping it's not problematic...
-Today I was the recipient of a random act of kindness.
I was taking a few boxes home from work today, 4 to be exact. They were glued so I couldn't break them down, so I taped them together and carried them in pairs. By the time I got outside, my arms were hurting and I was dreading the windy walk to my car. (Remember, it's a total 3/4 mile)
A car pulled up and stopped, and I figured it was someone asking for directions. That happens pretty often and I'm proud to say I can usually point them in the right direction.
The lady in the car said, "I hope you don't think I'm weird, but are you walking to the Brown lot?"
When I said yes, she offered to drive me there! She said she'd been in my position before, and thought she'd help.
I said yes, threw my boxes in her car, and hopped right in! At the moment that I closed the door, I had a split-second thought that maybe she was going to kidnap me, but I'd seen her come out of the employee parking garage and figured she was good people. She introduced herself and the department she worked in, and so did I.
Thankfully, she wasn't a killer, and I had a little bit less time to spend struggling with the boxes. Yay!
Time to drink some wine and pack some more. I have SO MUCH MORE shit than I thought I did.
24 February 2013
bummy
There is nothing like the moments where Chris is like, "You fucking suck at being my wife*." And then the worst part is, I have to agree. Only, at the time, I didn't realize that what I was saying or doing was hurtful.
Now, not only does he feel like shit, so do I.
The only thing left to do now is wait for it to pass. Story of my life.
I can't decide if I want to rewind, go back and do it over, or fast forward to the end of all this.
I can't help but feel like if he were here, none of this would be an issue. Or, maybe we would just get upset over different stuff. Either way, I can't wait to find out.
Gunna go finish watching the Oscars, which are oddly entertaining for me this year.
*Not his exact words, but the general idea.
Now, not only does he feel like shit, so do I.
The only thing left to do now is wait for it to pass. Story of my life.
I can't decide if I want to rewind, go back and do it over, or fast forward to the end of all this.
I can't help but feel like if he were here, none of this would be an issue. Or, maybe we would just get upset over different stuff. Either way, I can't wait to find out.
Gunna go finish watching the Oscars, which are oddly entertaining for me this year.
*Not his exact words, but the general idea.
messsss
This place is a MESS. My very nature is being challenged by the mess in here right now. Shit is everywhere, all in half-packed stages of messiness. As soon as coffee is in my system I'm going to organize this crap.
The sink is fully of nasty dishes. No, I don't want to clean them but it's really the first thing that has to be done. Is anyone surprised? Less than a week until I have a dishwasher y'all.
Last night was one of the mellowest game nights ever. I had a really nice time, though. I'm glad Ashley decided to join. It was good to see friends I don't get to see often. That being said, I hardly talked to Missy. How did that happen??
I can't figure out if Chris is giving me the silent treatment for something that I have no idea what it is, or if he's suddenly impossible to get ahold of again. I will find out eventually. I think he made it back to base last night, but maybe I misunderstood and he's still en route. I never really know with him.
Ok, coffee's kicking in. It's time to make this place organized enough so that I can get to my dresser via the floor, instead of by climbing over my bed.
The sink is fully of nasty dishes. No, I don't want to clean them but it's really the first thing that has to be done. Is anyone surprised? Less than a week until I have a dishwasher y'all.
Last night was one of the mellowest game nights ever. I had a really nice time, though. I'm glad Ashley decided to join. It was good to see friends I don't get to see often. That being said, I hardly talked to Missy. How did that happen??
I can't figure out if Chris is giving me the silent treatment for something that I have no idea what it is, or if he's suddenly impossible to get ahold of again. I will find out eventually. I think he made it back to base last night, but maybe I misunderstood and he's still en route. I never really know with him.
Ok, coffee's kicking in. It's time to make this place organized enough so that I can get to my dresser via the floor, instead of by climbing over my bed.
21 February 2013
worth mentioning
I'm sick of traffic. I was late for work Tuesday because of it, and it set my schedule back today because of it. Then, I got stuck in some more on the way back from my sister's house tonight. At 2130. Geez. It's not going to get any better with the rodeo starting. Which reminds me, I need to figure out a new route home.
Although, today I got cut off by a truck and it made me mad, but then I saw a kitty in the back window just hanging out, all cute. It made me smile and squeal. I think all truck drivers who are going to cut people off should have a kitty in the back window.
I completed the correlation study today. Got the phlebotomists to draw extra tubes so I could run my stuff right there in the lab. It was incredibly hot in there. I had to tie my lab coat around my waist like an apron because I was sweating so bad. I couldn't take a break because the specimens had to be run right away for the best accuracy. I was in super concentration mode, barely looking up for an hour and a half. At one point Dayna called, but by the time I got my gloves off and had my phone out of my pocket, it was too late. There was butt sweat all over my phone, though. Eew. I told you it was hot in there.
Turns out, Dayna was calling because Chris harassed her on facebook to call me to tell me to get on facebook so we could chat. I heard he did the same thing to my sister earlier in the week. Poor guy, we haven't talked since he left for Thailand. I guess that was two weeks ago? We just keep missing each other. I think he's almost done with that, though. Have I mentioned that I'm ready for him to be within squeezing distance every day? Also I'm pretty ready to start mooching off Dayna's yummy gluten free cooking offer. :o) And to snuggle Anges Marie. Stephen won't let me snuggle him anymore, haha. God her kids are so cute.
I checked my bank account today to make sure my paycheck was deposited, and was met with a suprisingly gigantic amount. Turns out, our tax return was deposited too. HELL YEAH. I've never had this much money in my account. Too bad it will all be gone when I clean out my savings and pay off another student loan. But that leaves me with just one more student loan and my car note. I feel like that's progress. I hate paying that particular loan. It's one that accrued interest while I was still in school, and every time I make a payment, it just accrues more and it sucks. You know what I wish I could do with my tax return? Give it to my sister and have her pay her taxes with it, and put the rest into the Calvin fund. Also, I need more pants. I think all this walking has made me slim down a little, because even my altered pants are all baggy. Merh.
Mom had a bunco party tonight and I came home to all kinds of gluteny goodies. I made a big plate to take to work tomorrow and fatten up all my coworkers. I also got a nice big glass of wine for me to drink tonight.
I'm glad tomorrow is Friday. It's been a busy week. Also a productive week. I've crossed a lot off my list at work and I plan to look like a baller in the meeting tomorrow.
I haven't eaten dinner and I've sucked down this glass of wine and I feel like that's how this post ended up kinda rambly.
Although, today I got cut off by a truck and it made me mad, but then I saw a kitty in the back window just hanging out, all cute. It made me smile and squeal. I think all truck drivers who are going to cut people off should have a kitty in the back window.
I completed the correlation study today. Got the phlebotomists to draw extra tubes so I could run my stuff right there in the lab. It was incredibly hot in there. I had to tie my lab coat around my waist like an apron because I was sweating so bad. I couldn't take a break because the specimens had to be run right away for the best accuracy. I was in super concentration mode, barely looking up for an hour and a half. At one point Dayna called, but by the time I got my gloves off and had my phone out of my pocket, it was too late. There was butt sweat all over my phone, though. Eew. I told you it was hot in there.
Turns out, Dayna was calling because Chris harassed her on facebook to call me to tell me to get on facebook so we could chat. I heard he did the same thing to my sister earlier in the week. Poor guy, we haven't talked since he left for Thailand. I guess that was two weeks ago? We just keep missing each other. I think he's almost done with that, though. Have I mentioned that I'm ready for him to be within squeezing distance every day? Also I'm pretty ready to start mooching off Dayna's yummy gluten free cooking offer. :o) And to snuggle Anges Marie. Stephen won't let me snuggle him anymore, haha. God her kids are so cute.
I checked my bank account today to make sure my paycheck was deposited, and was met with a suprisingly gigantic amount. Turns out, our tax return was deposited too. HELL YEAH. I've never had this much money in my account. Too bad it will all be gone when I clean out my savings and pay off another student loan. But that leaves me with just one more student loan and my car note. I feel like that's progress. I hate paying that particular loan. It's one that accrued interest while I was still in school, and every time I make a payment, it just accrues more and it sucks. You know what I wish I could do with my tax return? Give it to my sister and have her pay her taxes with it, and put the rest into the Calvin fund. Also, I need more pants. I think all this walking has made me slim down a little, because even my altered pants are all baggy. Merh.
Mom had a bunco party tonight and I came home to all kinds of gluteny goodies. I made a big plate to take to work tomorrow and fatten up all my coworkers. I also got a nice big glass of wine for me to drink tonight.
I'm glad tomorrow is Friday. It's been a busy week. Also a productive week. I've crossed a lot off my list at work and I plan to look like a baller in the meeting tomorrow.
I haven't eaten dinner and I've sucked down this glass of wine and I feel like that's how this post ended up kinda rambly.
20 February 2013
ticking
Sister's got weekly doctor's appointments now. GAH in a few weeks I'll
have a nephew! It's crazy to think that a tiny human is growing inside
my sister, and once he comes out he'll be a part of our family forever.
I hope he likes me.
Gotta get up early for work tomorrow and get started on the correlation studies for the new glucometers. Exciting stuff. (Actually, I'm pretty pumped about it.)
I hope he likes me.
Gotta get up early for work tomorrow and get started on the correlation studies for the new glucometers. Exciting stuff. (Actually, I'm pretty pumped about it.)
19 February 2013
Getting serious.
The major theme I keep reading about when researching methods people use to get out of debt is frugality. The little things add up. Constant vigilance. You can't do a half-assed job and expect to see results. Cut costs where you can and limit the rest. I need to go balls to the wall until it's done, and then I never have to worry about it again.
My plans for getting out of debt:
1. Establish a budget and stick to it. Seems easy enough, but it's harder than it seems. I've had a budget for a while. I know where I always go over, so I'm going to focus on those categories.
2. Most of my extra expenses end up on my credit card as I run errands or go shopping. I've taken all credit cards & store cards out of my wallet. I left my debit card, which I'll think twice about swiping because it comes straight out of my account.
3. I almost always go over my grocery budget. No more special pre-made gluten free items that cost ridiculous amounts of money. 4 muffins for 6 bucks? I can make them for pennies. I also tend to buy way too much stuff which just sits there. I'm one person; I don't need to make large shopping trips and spend hundreds of dollars a month on food.
4. To help stick to my grocery budget, I'm going to prepare a meal plan based on store flyer sales and buy only what I need. Too often I get the basics, plus things that I think I might eat. That leaves me a week later with no more insta-food with random ingredients and no idea what to cook. Which leads to dining out, or going to the store to buy more ingredients for whatever I've decided to cook.
5. Extra purchases: I need to use what I already have. I have 3 bottles of shampoo and 8 tubes of sunscreen. At one point I had 6 bottles of conditioner. If I need toothpaste or qtips, I need to include it in my grocery budget and buy it at the same time that I go grocery shopping. That eliminates making a separate trip for shampoo, and walking out with shampoo, a conditioner that was on sale, some new deodorant, a chocolate bar, and a nail polish. That all adds up.
6. I do not need any new clothes. Or new shoes. Or jewelry. I do not need a new lunch bag. I do not need any new kitchen gadgets, dish towels, or bath mats. I do not need any more fabric or sewing notions. I do not need a new coffee mug or eyeshadow. There are so many things that I buy that I think I need, but I don't actually NEED them to live comfortably. No more just "going shopping." That is going to be the hard one.
7. Entertainment. I really cannot justify going out to eat with friends when I have a fridge full of food. (Unless I have a gift card. I randomly have $50 in Pappas gift cards, so I'm game for that!) No movies, which are ridiculously expensive anyway. No renewing Broadway season tickets. Friends should not be expensive. That's going to be hard, too, because me and my friends like to do cool stuff, and cool stuff invariably costs money. But, it's only temporary, and I think it will help motivate me to get it paid off faster. Eyes on the prize.
8. Cutting costs where I can: Already cancelled birch box. I also lowered my cell phone bill by 20% because I found out my job offers discounts at Verizon. Car and renter's insurance: Once I move I'm going to start shopping around and seeing how much I can lower things. It's been way over 3 years since my accident, so it should be easier to get a lower rate. Plus, combining the two might help me get a better deal.
9. Part-time gig to supplement my income. That check will be invisible and go straight into debt.
Hopefully writing these things out will help solidify these plans, and also keep me more accountable.
The best part is, I only have to live this way as long as I have debt- once I'm done, I'm done.
My plans for getting out of debt:
1. Establish a budget and stick to it. Seems easy enough, but it's harder than it seems. I've had a budget for a while. I know where I always go over, so I'm going to focus on those categories.
2. Most of my extra expenses end up on my credit card as I run errands or go shopping. I've taken all credit cards & store cards out of my wallet. I left my debit card, which I'll think twice about swiping because it comes straight out of my account.
3. I almost always go over my grocery budget. No more special pre-made gluten free items that cost ridiculous amounts of money. 4 muffins for 6 bucks? I can make them for pennies. I also tend to buy way too much stuff which just sits there. I'm one person; I don't need to make large shopping trips and spend hundreds of dollars a month on food.
4. To help stick to my grocery budget, I'm going to prepare a meal plan based on store flyer sales and buy only what I need. Too often I get the basics, plus things that I think I might eat. That leaves me a week later with no more insta-food with random ingredients and no idea what to cook. Which leads to dining out, or going to the store to buy more ingredients for whatever I've decided to cook.
5. Extra purchases: I need to use what I already have. I have 3 bottles of shampoo and 8 tubes of sunscreen. At one point I had 6 bottles of conditioner. If I need toothpaste or qtips, I need to include it in my grocery budget and buy it at the same time that I go grocery shopping. That eliminates making a separate trip for shampoo, and walking out with shampoo, a conditioner that was on sale, some new deodorant, a chocolate bar, and a nail polish. That all adds up.
6. I do not need any new clothes. Or new shoes. Or jewelry. I do not need a new lunch bag. I do not need any new kitchen gadgets, dish towels, or bath mats. I do not need any more fabric or sewing notions. I do not need a new coffee mug or eyeshadow. There are so many things that I buy that I think I need, but I don't actually NEED them to live comfortably. No more just "going shopping." That is going to be the hard one.
7. Entertainment. I really cannot justify going out to eat with friends when I have a fridge full of food. (Unless I have a gift card. I randomly have $50 in Pappas gift cards, so I'm game for that!) No movies, which are ridiculously expensive anyway. No renewing Broadway season tickets. Friends should not be expensive. That's going to be hard, too, because me and my friends like to do cool stuff, and cool stuff invariably costs money. But, it's only temporary, and I think it will help motivate me to get it paid off faster. Eyes on the prize.
8. Cutting costs where I can: Already cancelled birch box. I also lowered my cell phone bill by 20% because I found out my job offers discounts at Verizon. Car and renter's insurance: Once I move I'm going to start shopping around and seeing how much I can lower things. It's been way over 3 years since my accident, so it should be easier to get a lower rate. Plus, combining the two might help me get a better deal.
9. Part-time gig to supplement my income. That check will be invisible and go straight into debt.
Hopefully writing these things out will help solidify these plans, and also keep me more accountable.
The best part is, I only have to live this way as long as I have debt- once I'm done, I'm done.
18 February 2013
ramble
Nothing will wake me from a sound sleep in the dead of night quite like the sound of pumpkin getting ready to yak.
Which is why I bolted awake at 4am, kicked her off the bed, and then got up to clean up the mess on the rug. I had to hold back the gag when I caught a whiff of it- only half-digested wet food smells like that. Ugh. Then I discovered the pork chop remnants that she dragged out of the trash can. No wonder she barfed. Pork chops are not for kitties, especially highly seasoned ones.
I got a facebook message halfway through the day from one of my old coworkers. Apparently my old boss's boyfriend had a heart attack and died this weekend. I felt so incredibly bad about that. They've been together for years and live together, but never got married. I hope that they had something worked out in the event someone died and she doesn't get screwed out of financial or sentimental things. He did have a mild heart attack a few months ago, and I was so scared for her then, hoping he was ok. I can't imagine what she must be feeling. Makes me want to come home and squeeze Chris. Soon enough...
I balanced my budget today and was mildly surprised to find that my credit card balance was still zero. I'm so used to seeing a number there. I guess taking out of my wallet is really helping. It seems soooo long ago since the last payday. I liked getting paid every other Friday. It's weird getting paid the 5th & 20th.
I'm officially out of wine. I'm also SO close to moving out, and I really don't want to spend any money unless I really have to. I wonder if mom has any...
Which is why I bolted awake at 4am, kicked her off the bed, and then got up to clean up the mess on the rug. I had to hold back the gag when I caught a whiff of it- only half-digested wet food smells like that. Ugh. Then I discovered the pork chop remnants that she dragged out of the trash can. No wonder she barfed. Pork chops are not for kitties, especially highly seasoned ones.
I got a facebook message halfway through the day from one of my old coworkers. Apparently my old boss's boyfriend had a heart attack and died this weekend. I felt so incredibly bad about that. They've been together for years and live together, but never got married. I hope that they had something worked out in the event someone died and she doesn't get screwed out of financial or sentimental things. He did have a mild heart attack a few months ago, and I was so scared for her then, hoping he was ok. I can't imagine what she must be feeling. Makes me want to come home and squeeze Chris. Soon enough...
I balanced my budget today and was mildly surprised to find that my credit card balance was still zero. I'm so used to seeing a number there. I guess taking out of my wallet is really helping. It seems soooo long ago since the last payday. I liked getting paid every other Friday. It's weird getting paid the 5th & 20th.
I'm officially out of wine. I'm also SO close to moving out, and I really don't want to spend any money unless I really have to. I wonder if mom has any...
17 February 2013
hey so
I got a big box of half-off Valentine's candy on Friday. It was all gone by this afternoon. Coincidentally, this evening I found a big glob of melted chocolate in between my boobs when I took my bra off. Be amazed at how classy and dainty I am.
I can't wait for...
counter space
a pantry
dishwasher
a bathtub
a linen closet
STORAGE
separate rooms
my garden
central AC
my own parking spot
I have no idea what to send Chris for his birthday. I can't wait till he's home and we can live the life that so many other people take for granted.
Ashley left these sweet tarts here and I think I'm going to go eat them all.
I can't wait for...
counter space
a pantry
dishwasher
a bathtub
a linen closet
STORAGE
separate rooms
my garden
central AC
my own parking spot
I have no idea what to send Chris for his birthday. I can't wait till he's home and we can live the life that so many other people take for granted.
Ashley left these sweet tarts here and I think I'm going to go eat them all.
15 February 2013
ah...
A box of assorted half-price Valentine's chocolates, some kabobs from Red Oak Grill, a glass of wine, and I'm pretty damn content.
14 February 2013
single shmoop
I slept surprisingly well last night and woke up before my alarm went off this morning. So, I decided to get up and straighten my hair. Now I'm all ready and have a bit of time to kill.
I think I've found a decent formula for styling my hair curly. It has yet to pass the Chris test, though.
Btw, my skin is still driving me nuts.
Getting myself ready for the barrage of both shmoop and single awareness that I will surely meet throughout the day from every angle.
Remember when Valentine's day was fun? In school it was like a holiday and everyone decorated boxes and handed out candy & cards. For many years now it just gets on my nerves- single or not.
If you're attached, it's stressful. So many times I've stressed over a gift for whoever I'm dating, and I always got some overly thought-out, cheesy one in return. It just felt so forced.
If you're single, it sucks watching everyone bust out the super shmoop.
These days, since I feel both single and attached, it sucks either way.
I'm glad Chris and I don't celebrate it. In 7 years we've happily had no expectations, no stress, and no gifts. It's one less thing I have to worry about. Then, we go get some half-price candy the next day and we're both happy.
Valentine's day also reminds me of my mom because her birthday is in 3 days. Crap, her birthday is in 3 days. I forgot. Thank goodness for my reminder. ;o)
Whether you're rocking the single angle or the shmoop angle, go have yourself a decent day.
I think I've found a decent formula for styling my hair curly. It has yet to pass the Chris test, though.
Btw, my skin is still driving me nuts.
Getting myself ready for the barrage of both shmoop and single awareness that I will surely meet throughout the day from every angle.
Remember when Valentine's day was fun? In school it was like a holiday and everyone decorated boxes and handed out candy & cards. For many years now it just gets on my nerves- single or not.
If you're attached, it's stressful. So many times I've stressed over a gift for whoever I'm dating, and I always got some overly thought-out, cheesy one in return. It just felt so forced.
If you're single, it sucks watching everyone bust out the super shmoop.
These days, since I feel both single and attached, it sucks either way.
I'm glad Chris and I don't celebrate it. In 7 years we've happily had no expectations, no stress, and no gifts. It's one less thing I have to worry about. Then, we go get some half-price candy the next day and we're both happy.
Valentine's day also reminds me of my mom because her birthday is in 3 days. Crap, her birthday is in 3 days. I forgot. Thank goodness for my reminder. ;o)
Whether you're rocking the single angle or the shmoop angle, go have yourself a decent day.
11 February 2013
evening plans
I'm going to finish my potato salad sandwich, miss my husband, drink some wine, and fuck around on pinterest for a while.
P.S. He got me shoes for Valentine's day. Except we don't really celebrate Valentine's day, so in reality he got me shoes around the time of Valentine's day and just said they were a Valentine's day gift. Either way, I'll take it and my husband is amazing because he got me shoes. [Plus about a billion other reasons.]
P.P.S. Is it just me, or does it bother anyone else when people use books to make craft projects? Books are for READING, not cutting up! (Unless the book was previously destroyed and rendered unreadable, so then you're really just recycling.)
P.S. He got me shoes for Valentine's day. Except we don't really celebrate Valentine's day, so in reality he got me shoes around the time of Valentine's day and just said they were a Valentine's day gift. Either way, I'll take it and my husband is amazing because he got me shoes. [Plus about a billion other reasons.]
P.P.S. Is it just me, or does it bother anyone else when people use books to make craft projects? Books are for READING, not cutting up! (Unless the book was previously destroyed and rendered unreadable, so then you're really just recycling.)
10 February 2013
thoughts & irritations
Why does the coffee cup always seem to get a chip in the exact spot where I drink from?
I need to do all my usual Sunday chores but instead I'm organizing my Pinterest stuff. And looking for recipes.
My goal is not to go grocery shopping until after I move. No sense on buying a ton of stuff just to have to move it all. With a mostly empty fridge, half-empty freezer, and full pantry, this is going to require a little creativity.
I'm about to cancel my Old Navy card. They keep blocking my online account access because they can't get my address right. I've called three times now. They told me that it's the postal service's fault and I need to call them to see what the problem is. Yeah, right. Everyone else can get my address right except them.
The worst part is their customer service line is all voice-recognition software and every time I call it never understands me, even when I say something as simple as Yes or No. Pushing 0 doesn't take me to a person, so I just have to yell at it until I'm transferred to a person, who ends up being someone with an accent so thick all I can do is go, "Huh?"
The first time I called, I finally got through and the asshole told me the connection was bad. I know he could hear me because he would answer my question and then follow up by saying he couldn't hear me.
I asked, "So how did you just answer my question if you can't hear me?" To which he replied, "I answered because I could hear you then, but not now." Which, of course, was an answer to the question I just asked and proved he heard me fine.
By the time I hung up and got through a second time, I was so mad that I yelled at the poor girl and asked to speak to her manager. I told her it was not her fault, but I was mad and wanted something resolved. After answering a billion questions and confirming my address AGAIN, I nearly lost it when they told me, "You can make payments online, you know." Which is what I tried to do in the first place but my online account access was blocked. Now there's probably a note on my account that I'm a huge bitch, haha.
As soon as this payment goes through, I'm calling to cancel the card. The rewards are not worth this. Dreading going through their phone menu again, but at least it will be the last time.
I think I may be allergic to my shampoo or something. My head has been itchy and I've had breakouts on my scalp underneath my hair. I've also had breakouts concentrating around my hairline and forehead. I can't think of any other culprit besides my shampoo, since it seems pretty localized. I have no idea what kind of shampoo to get. I usually just pick the cheapest one that smells nice. Suggestions?
I need to do all my usual Sunday chores but instead I'm organizing my Pinterest stuff. And looking for recipes.
My goal is not to go grocery shopping until after I move. No sense on buying a ton of stuff just to have to move it all. With a mostly empty fridge, half-empty freezer, and full pantry, this is going to require a little creativity.
I'm about to cancel my Old Navy card. They keep blocking my online account access because they can't get my address right. I've called three times now. They told me that it's the postal service's fault and I need to call them to see what the problem is. Yeah, right. Everyone else can get my address right except them.
The worst part is their customer service line is all voice-recognition software and every time I call it never understands me, even when I say something as simple as Yes or No. Pushing 0 doesn't take me to a person, so I just have to yell at it until I'm transferred to a person, who ends up being someone with an accent so thick all I can do is go, "Huh?"
The first time I called, I finally got through and the asshole told me the connection was bad. I know he could hear me because he would answer my question and then follow up by saying he couldn't hear me.
I asked, "So how did you just answer my question if you can't hear me?" To which he replied, "I answered because I could hear you then, but not now." Which, of course, was an answer to the question I just asked and proved he heard me fine.
By the time I hung up and got through a second time, I was so mad that I yelled at the poor girl and asked to speak to her manager. I told her it was not her fault, but I was mad and wanted something resolved. After answering a billion questions and confirming my address AGAIN, I nearly lost it when they told me, "You can make payments online, you know." Which is what I tried to do in the first place but my online account access was blocked. Now there's probably a note on my account that I'm a huge bitch, haha.
As soon as this payment goes through, I'm calling to cancel the card. The rewards are not worth this. Dreading going through their phone menu again, but at least it will be the last time.
I think I may be allergic to my shampoo or something. My head has been itchy and I've had breakouts on my scalp underneath my hair. I've also had breakouts concentrating around my hairline and forehead. I can't think of any other culprit besides my shampoo, since it seems pretty localized. I have no idea what kind of shampoo to get. I usually just pick the cheapest one that smells nice. Suggestions?
Congrats
I've actually been meaning to share this for a while.
I think it's a little weird that people say Congratulations when you get engaged, and when you get married.
I know they're conveying well-wishes and celebratory feelings, but I feel like that word should be used when someone has worked hard to accomplish something, like graduating or reaching a goal.
I don't think a relationship is exactly an accomplishment. Sure, sometimes it takes work, but I don't think it justifies congratulations. It's like saying, "Hey, good job on finding a person who doesn't mind dealing with your shit! That must have been hard work but you accomplished it!"
Instead of an accomplishment, I'd say it's a stroke of luck to find that amazing person.
But it's rude to say, "How lucky of you to find someone!" when someone gets engaged or married.
Technically, in the dictionary the word congratulations can be used to express joy in the success or good fortune of another, so it covers the bases, but it still seems weird to me.
Am I alone on this?
I think it's a little weird that people say Congratulations when you get engaged, and when you get married.
I know they're conveying well-wishes and celebratory feelings, but I feel like that word should be used when someone has worked hard to accomplish something, like graduating or reaching a goal.
I don't think a relationship is exactly an accomplishment. Sure, sometimes it takes work, but I don't think it justifies congratulations. It's like saying, "Hey, good job on finding a person who doesn't mind dealing with your shit! That must have been hard work but you accomplished it!"
Instead of an accomplishment, I'd say it's a stroke of luck to find that amazing person.
But it's rude to say, "How lucky of you to find someone!" when someone gets engaged or married.
Technically, in the dictionary the word congratulations can be used to express joy in the success or good fortune of another, so it covers the bases, but it still seems weird to me.
Am I alone on this?
09 February 2013
On My Mind
-Every time I get to Skype with Chris, I swear I fall in love with him just a little bit more. He's so cute.
-We had our first productive argument where we talk about it instead of getting mad and letting it simmer down. Finally- communication. I was worried about the way we fight, but I feel much better about it now.
-He made the mistake of mentioning October. As in coming home in October. As in COMING HOME in October. We both know that's a big fat MAYBE leaning towards the NO side, but now all I can see is October.
-Pumpkin's world is about to be ROCKED. Poor kitty has lived her entire life in this one house, on this perfect lot with a gigantic park at her disposal. She's never known anything else, except as a kitten before I brought her home. Covered in fleas with intestinal parasites, slowly draining her of life. I wonder if she remembers those days, especially when she chows down on fancy feast and curls up on the heating pad. She freaks out when I move a piece of furniture- I have no idea how she'll handle a move. I'm slightly worried about her being hit by a car in the new place, just because she's not used to traffic. But, we picked a nice place in the middle of a neighborhood on a dead-end street.
-What? We did? Yes, we did.
-You know me; when I say it's time to buckle down and make something happen, that's exactly what happens. I saw a house for an amazing deal that I knew would be gone before Saturday. Mom looked at it during the week and gave me the thumbs up, so I applied for the lease. We were approved instantly, and signed the agreements yesterday. The house has been taken off the market. First month's rent is due the 26th, and we move in the 1st.
-Did you catch that? I haven't actually seen the inside of the house. I'm not worried about it. I trust my mom, it's a great deal, and it's just a rental. I do know that it's small, but the kitchen's updated and it's clean. It's occupied right now, and all the pictures I've seen show the house furnished. If a small family can make the place very comfortable and cozy-looking, I know I can do the same.
-After I'm moved in, I'm going to get a part time job on the weekend. I should have been doing this all along. It's time to get serious about my debt. I take home a little more money each month now, but with these new expenses it will slow down. I want to be completely debt free by the end of this year. I've read stories about people who have worked really hard and have done it. I know how to work hard. My plan is to put that extra paycheck straight into debt, like it never existed. I can't stand that Chris keeps trying to pay it off. It's my debt. He should be focusing on saving for a house and I'll work on this. I haven't decided if I'm going to do some PRN for a lab, or if I'll try something new. I guess I'll just start seeing what's out there.
-I don't think I mentioned how successful the baby shower was last weekend. Everyone was so generous that Ashley literally got tired of opening gifts. Calvin got so many clothes, we had to stuff them into an adult-sized hamper. It seriously was amazing, and now Ash has stuff to nest with. No one can wait until he gets here.
-I brought my pedometer to work last week. It's approximately 3/4 mile from my car to my desk, so I get in at least 1.5 miles of walking every day- about 20 minutes. Not including all the walking I do once I'm at work. I don't feel so bad about not working out now.
-I don't think there's any more room for anything else in my head.
-We had our first productive argument where we talk about it instead of getting mad and letting it simmer down. Finally- communication. I was worried about the way we fight, but I feel much better about it now.
-He made the mistake of mentioning October. As in coming home in October. As in COMING HOME in October. We both know that's a big fat MAYBE leaning towards the NO side, but now all I can see is October.
-Pumpkin's world is about to be ROCKED. Poor kitty has lived her entire life in this one house, on this perfect lot with a gigantic park at her disposal. She's never known anything else, except as a kitten before I brought her home. Covered in fleas with intestinal parasites, slowly draining her of life. I wonder if she remembers those days, especially when she chows down on fancy feast and curls up on the heating pad. She freaks out when I move a piece of furniture- I have no idea how she'll handle a move. I'm slightly worried about her being hit by a car in the new place, just because she's not used to traffic. But, we picked a nice place in the middle of a neighborhood on a dead-end street.
-What? We did? Yes, we did.
-You know me; when I say it's time to buckle down and make something happen, that's exactly what happens. I saw a house for an amazing deal that I knew would be gone before Saturday. Mom looked at it during the week and gave me the thumbs up, so I applied for the lease. We were approved instantly, and signed the agreements yesterday. The house has been taken off the market. First month's rent is due the 26th, and we move in the 1st.
-Did you catch that? I haven't actually seen the inside of the house. I'm not worried about it. I trust my mom, it's a great deal, and it's just a rental. I do know that it's small, but the kitchen's updated and it's clean. It's occupied right now, and all the pictures I've seen show the house furnished. If a small family can make the place very comfortable and cozy-looking, I know I can do the same.
-After I'm moved in, I'm going to get a part time job on the weekend. I should have been doing this all along. It's time to get serious about my debt. I take home a little more money each month now, but with these new expenses it will slow down. I want to be completely debt free by the end of this year. I've read stories about people who have worked really hard and have done it. I know how to work hard. My plan is to put that extra paycheck straight into debt, like it never existed. I can't stand that Chris keeps trying to pay it off. It's my debt. He should be focusing on saving for a house and I'll work on this. I haven't decided if I'm going to do some PRN for a lab, or if I'll try something new. I guess I'll just start seeing what's out there.
-I don't think I mentioned how successful the baby shower was last weekend. Everyone was so generous that Ashley literally got tired of opening gifts. Calvin got so many clothes, we had to stuff them into an adult-sized hamper. It seriously was amazing, and now Ash has stuff to nest with. No one can wait until he gets here.
-I brought my pedometer to work last week. It's approximately 3/4 mile from my car to my desk, so I get in at least 1.5 miles of walking every day- about 20 minutes. Not including all the walking I do once I'm at work. I don't feel so bad about not working out now.
-I don't think there's any more room for anything else in my head.
05 February 2013
home is where
I told myself I wouldn't get excited, but darn it I just can't help it.
Here's hoping I don't get disappointed...
Submitted a lease application for a really stinkin' cute house-- that I haven't actually seen in person yet.
Psh, details.
Now we wait. Which I'm the best in the world at...
Here's hoping I don't get disappointed...
Submitted a lease application for a really stinkin' cute house-- that I haven't actually seen in person yet.
Psh, details.
Now we wait. Which I'm the best in the world at...
04 February 2013
change up
So here's the deal.
I have a few theories about why people keep beating us to houses.
1. They can look at them during the week and I can't. I get off work too late and it's already dark and it just doesn't work. I've tried asking to see them first thing in the morning, but apparently realtors don't work early. So by the time Saturday rolls around and I get to see a house, I have to wait until Sunday to discuss it with Chris, which makes Monday the earliest time that anything can get done. Which means that someone who saw it on Thursday has had plenty of time to get their application in before me.
2. The realtor. I don't know if the role of realtors has changed, but in the old days they actively checked the market and notified you if a house becomes available that you might like. My realtor hasn't done that once. I've had to look on the internet and ask to see houses every time. Like last weekend. That house had been on the market for a week and he never once mentioned it to me, and I even talked to him twice that week. I didn't even know it existed until I saw it on one of the websites and asked to see it. Of course, by then it was too late. I know it's just a rental and I'm sure the commission isn't that great, but at least every once in a while I'd like him to make an effort.
There's a house that just came on the market that I like. Fantastic price. Good location. It's not going to stay up for long. If I wait until Saturday to look at it, it's going to be gone.
So I'm changing things up.
I'm enlisting the help of mom, since her schedule is flexible. She's going to check it out during the week, and take a video of the walk-through. That way if something amazing pops up again, I can get a fighting chance.
We're also switching realtors. Frankly, last weekend I loved that house and I was so bummed when it already got leased, and I was also kinda mad he didn't even mention it to me.
I can't help but think how much easier this would be if I still worked my wonky early schedule and had my afternoons free. That's neither here nor there, but when it comes to things like this, it would sure be convenient.
Either way, we're not crunched for time right now so it won't be terrible if this particular house isn't the one, but it will eventually become crucial. I also don't know how I feel about applying for a lease on a house that I haven't actually seen in person, but that may be the thing that finally gets us a place to live.
As usual, let's see what happens.
I have a few theories about why people keep beating us to houses.
1. They can look at them during the week and I can't. I get off work too late and it's already dark and it just doesn't work. I've tried asking to see them first thing in the morning, but apparently realtors don't work early. So by the time Saturday rolls around and I get to see a house, I have to wait until Sunday to discuss it with Chris, which makes Monday the earliest time that anything can get done. Which means that someone who saw it on Thursday has had plenty of time to get their application in before me.
2. The realtor. I don't know if the role of realtors has changed, but in the old days they actively checked the market and notified you if a house becomes available that you might like. My realtor hasn't done that once. I've had to look on the internet and ask to see houses every time. Like last weekend. That house had been on the market for a week and he never once mentioned it to me, and I even talked to him twice that week. I didn't even know it existed until I saw it on one of the websites and asked to see it. Of course, by then it was too late. I know it's just a rental and I'm sure the commission isn't that great, but at least every once in a while I'd like him to make an effort.
There's a house that just came on the market that I like. Fantastic price. Good location. It's not going to stay up for long. If I wait until Saturday to look at it, it's going to be gone.
So I'm changing things up.
I'm enlisting the help of mom, since her schedule is flexible. She's going to check it out during the week, and take a video of the walk-through. That way if something amazing pops up again, I can get a fighting chance.
We're also switching realtors. Frankly, last weekend I loved that house and I was so bummed when it already got leased, and I was also kinda mad he didn't even mention it to me.
I can't help but think how much easier this would be if I still worked my wonky early schedule and had my afternoons free. That's neither here nor there, but when it comes to things like this, it would sure be convenient.
Either way, we're not crunched for time right now so it won't be terrible if this particular house isn't the one, but it will eventually become crucial. I also don't know how I feel about applying for a lease on a house that I haven't actually seen in person, but that may be the thing that finally gets us a place to live.
As usual, let's see what happens.
03 February 2013
woman problems
OH MY GOD.
I didn't get my period last month. Turns out, it was just waiting a little bit. Holy crap, man. Owwww. Revenge of the uterus. It hasn't been this bad in a long time. What the eff dude. I have to make a gyno appt soon so maybe I can bring it up when I eventually go.
I wish we lived near the ocean. The real ocean, not the Gulf of Mexico. I could go for a nice sit on the beach. I think our next vacation needs to be to California.
I could also go for a hot fudge sundae. May or may not be related to paragraph 2.
I didn't get my period last month. Turns out, it was just waiting a little bit. Holy crap, man. Owwww. Revenge of the uterus. It hasn't been this bad in a long time. What the eff dude. I have to make a gyno appt soon so maybe I can bring it up when I eventually go.
I wish we lived near the ocean. The real ocean, not the Gulf of Mexico. I could go for a nice sit on the beach. I think our next vacation needs to be to California.
I could also go for a hot fudge sundae. May or may not be related to paragraph 2.
02 February 2013
Quickie
Work is super busy, but I like it. I spent yesterday working and focused for all of the 12 hours. Except when Andrea came in to hang out with me. I thought it was yet another blood gas knocking on the door, but instead it was Andrea's smiling face! It was so very nice.
House hunt is still chugging but mostly stalling. Today, somebody beat us to yet another house. I really, really liked it, too. It's ok- we have another month to find something great. I know that, but I still can't help but feel mopey about it. I got the feeling God's taking this one and working in his mysterious ways. IT'S NEVER OVER UNTIL IT'S OKAY.
Baby shower today! I'm excited and I hope it's nice. It's a little stressful being on the planning side, but I don't really care what anyone else thinks except Ashley. I can't wait to see what kind of neat gifts she gets.
House hunt is still chugging but mostly stalling. Today, somebody beat us to yet another house. I really, really liked it, too. It's ok- we have another month to find something great. I know that, but I still can't help but feel mopey about it. I got the feeling God's taking this one and working in his mysterious ways. IT'S NEVER OVER UNTIL IT'S OKAY.
Baby shower today! I'm excited and I hope it's nice. It's a little stressful being on the planning side, but I don't really care what anyone else thinks except Ashley. I can't wait to see what kind of neat gifts she gets.
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