My apologies for not writing sooner... It seems like my life has been torn in many different directions - each one demanding my time like a full time job.
One...
Well - my full time job. I love my job... most days. Everyone has frustrating days, but things are going well. My tasks are picking back up again - I think my big problem was almost not having enough to do. I work best when I'm swamped. Give me time to think about what I have to do and nothing will get done!
Another reason why things are good at work? I just finished my interim! Woohoo! Now, I know - everyone at works says "wooo... it's a interim... you get to train more... woo. wo. wh. pfft." But so? At this stage, every landmark - even the lame ones - are nice to pass! Next up, my knowledge board. (Yep - the same one that was targeted for October... Shh... See the first paragraph.)
Two...
Houses. Oish. (Which, by the way, sounds something like "moist" but with a "sh" instead of a "st" and no mmm... Apparently people have been wondering.) I'm beyond excited to have a house. To have a place that is mine. Not mine like no-one-else-lives-there mine... But mine like I-can-put-a-hole-in-the-wall-without-angering-anyone-but-me mine. I absolutely cannot wait. I'm excited for power tools, laying floors, fixing tile, and yes - I'm even secretly a little excited to fix my first plumbing mishap.
Why? Because it's mine. It's my own little (and boy will it be little!) piece of the planet to call my own. To do with what I please, over-renovate galore, and likely out-pace the neighborhood to a point that is almost dangerous. Why? Because I like it. Okay... so none of it will be happening right away while I work on mortgages and saving back up a couple bucks, but a girl can dream - right?
Three...
A life. Really... there hasn't been much of one lately. What was my life has been consumed with hour upon hour upon hour comparing houses, house prices, neighborhoods, floor plans, flooring options, kitchen cabinets, and lighting. Why? Because just about everywhere I'm looking needs something done with it. Maybe not right away... maybe not even for a few months... But the nature of my price range is that something will need to be done.
So I've been spending more time than I've been sleeping searching for prices, options, finishes, styles, cheaper options, tile, doors, windows, and even shingles. I am spent. Last week when my last post hit the pages, I'd hit my limit. My brain was mush, my eyes were tired, and my laptop was smoking from all of the internet use. I'm back though... I've chilled out a bit. Gotten a touch of perspective (and a few fallback options) and I'm feeling better.
Four...
The half. Yeah... I just finished one, right? Well silly me decided I'd go ahead and sign up for another one before I'd even finished the first. I'd like to lie a little and say that training has been taking up a big part of my time, but my feet haven't hit the inside of my running shoes since the race.
Until tonight! The run sucked, it was humid, and my pace runner was well beyond my conditioning level (through no fault of his own)... But I ran. Period. I call that a success. (And any time I run on a full bladder and still make it the majority of the way actually running - that's a big success!)
The big five-oh...
Friends and family. The good, the bad, the ugly, and the great. I love them all dearly, but man have I been a bit overwhelmed lately. Mom came out to look at houses while Dad got stuck at the airport... LJB came out for the weekend just to hang out and eat tons of Houston yumminess (and no, we definitely did NOT go to Freebirds)... G&G came out to look at more houses and help me figure out what's feasible on home repairs... And each visit was a breath of fresh air, a bit of sanity, and the dose of insanity I needed to get me through the week.
Unfortunately the home front hasn't been quite as rosy. I've apparently burned bridges I never knew I crossed and it seems a friendship has left our happy place, never to return again. I don't know what will fix it - trying seems to just stir the pot while ignoring seems to make it boil over. I'm lost.
Sixers...
I'm out of cool full time job analogies... aaaaand - scene.
