An inquiry from my bff, Trebs, gets to be the title of this post.
I am splitting my time between home and my soon to be new home. I got promoted at work. And although I didn't have to relocate I was given the option and took it because CHANGE IS GOOD!!!
So I am busting my booty trying to get my house ready to go on the market. Two and a half years in school left no dent in the to do list, and made it extremely LONG! I kinda wish I was renting at the moment.
House hunting is as much a nightmare this time around as it was last time around. I actually found a home I love....but it is the most expensive house in a 2 block radius (not good for home value over time) and the current owners had a wall paper fetish from the earlier 90's. Every vertical surface in the entire house has wall paper on it. And all of it is maroon, navy and hunter. I don't have a single piece of furniture that would look good in it. It had a pool which for some would be a good thing..not so much for me because I could just see Sassy doing to the pool what she does to a filled bathtub, losing her balance, falling in, drowning, and me living with the guilt of putting her in a house that was clearly unsafe for her.
I thought about building but the timing of building is utterly impossible with the relocation package I have through work.
I don't know how I ever had time to go to school! I'm over feeling weird about being graduated. I've stopped having panic attacks on Sunday morning thinking my weekend is already over and that I'm late for work.
So my new boss....rocks!!! This is the first boss I've had in four years that was smarter than me. I am aware that sounds arrogant but seriously if you met the string of bosses I had you would understand. The new boss is not only smarter than me, he is more sarcastic than me, funnier than me, and he totally gets me. I can't begin to tell you what a relief that is. I'm a bit of an odd duck. It takes a special person to get me. Leeners gets me and she has put up with me for like 15 years....she gets props for that!!!!!
Well I'm tired, need to catch some zzzz's. I'm old!
2 comments:
Holy hell in a handbasket! Have I been sick so long that you've been promoted, relocated, and developed panic attacks before we have spoken. Post renaissance faire today, there will be phone calls.
So, what was the FOD (Flavor of the Day) at Michael's? Did I give you good directions? Fun to hear your voice, like 3 times this year, which would be a big switch from the once every five years that we usually talk! Peace!
Adam J
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