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Monday, January 17, 2011

Insert blog title here.... And other updates

Ok...so I'm not much for the catchy blog titles today, but can you blame me?

Well, since I haven't updated in a while, I guess you can, since y'all have no idea what's been going on. With me, that is.

So...what have I been up to lately? Moving. Sweet merciful Christ this is the move that will never end. If, God forbid (knock on wood, ptew, ptew), The Boyfriend™ and I don't work out, HE can move because I am never doing this again. Now I remember why I prefer precipitating factors for co-habitation.

But in fairness, The Boyfriend™ has been an absolute dream about all of this. For all intents, I have completely taken over his previously "pristine" domicile and action packed it full of my crap. And the man has HELPED me do it. He's packed and loaded and unpacked and moved stuff around, just so I have enough space for my stuff. And he hasn't bitched once. Outloud, anyway.

have I mentioned, lately, how grateful I am for him? Well, I am.

And The Best Friend® has been remarkably patient with me, too. I haven't exactly been attentive or a very good friend these days, and most of my conversation has been filled with moving updates and Boyfriend chatter. She hasn't even so much as rolled her eyes... In front of me, anyway.

Have I mentioned how grateful I am for her? Well, I am.

And there is a whole slew of other people I am grateful for, too, who have done everything to make this go as smoothly as possible. Even The Ex has been a trooper about it, taking The Trolls so I could move.

So that's what's going on. A whole bunch of moving and a whole bunch of gratitude. All in all, life is pretty good.

Very soon, I hope to get back to the whole life list living and updates about my quest to achieve the dream. But I'll have to find that box first.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Road Trips

This year, it is my mission to make The Boyfriend love the road trip. I have my work cut out for me... He HATES them. We've been driving for ten minutes and he's already asked if we're there yet about ten times.

Oh, sweet lord, do I have my work cut out for me.

He agrees....

-- Sent from my Palm Pixi

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Typos...I blame the iPad

So, my self-imposed move in date with The Boyfriend™ is next weekend, and I am so not going to make that. Well, I will if I somehow can magically fit 48 hours into a day. But that's about as likely as a Republican coming to his senses, so I will have to work with my limitations.

But I'm sort of de-motivated at the moment. I just finished taking down all the pictures in my living room and it's just so...bare. Depressing as all get out. Sad as it is, Its rather bittersweet letting this place go. It was my first honest-to-God adult apartment (that's pretty sad, too) and it was wholly mine. Well, mine and the complex's, but I digress...

I'm having a hard time finding the desire to get back out in the bare and echoing root finish what I started, so that I stay on task, so I'm hiding in my bathroom, blogging.

But all good change comes with its share of challenge and I guess I should get back out there and pack some more boxes before bed. I'll be so much happier that I did.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Bubble, bubble, toil and to trouble...

One of the downsides to The Boyfriend™, is that he's ridiculously comfortable. I find myself spending most weekends ensconced in my spot, not being productive in the slightest. As a rule, I'm cool with this, because I really don't want to be productive most of the time. But there are those rare occasions when I want to create and I can't resist the siren song of the comfort of my spot. So let all of pjy to do list go to hell in a handbasket.

The end result of this, though, is that I have about a billion things left that I NEED to do wand about a million that I want to do. I have a ton of projects simmering in the brain bowl screaming at me to bring them to life.

I have a feeling that I'm not going to be able to resist much longer. As a creative being, there is only so long that I can without creating before I have to spend an entire weekend barely sleeping, so I can get all the screaming out of my head. And that time is coming up soon. The urge to create is becoming a force unto itself, one that I will not be able to resist despite looming deadlines.

So very soon, expect blog posts full of rambling about projects I'm undertaking and that are done with an ADHD level of attention. In the mean time though, Im going to go enjoy my spot.