The Move

Oh boy has life been busy.  It’s been busy for everyone, I know.

New man (not so new anymore now), another job (not a new one, another one, up to four now), new adventures, pool season and just plain life being crazy.

This is our 5th month in the new place but it seems like yesterday we packed a car hauler full of crap, hoped for help, didn’t get any, and moved 15 miles south of town.  Back to country living for both of us.  Our joke is we rented a two car, insulated, heated garage and a three bedroom two bathroom house came with it.  Needless to say there’s way too much room for just us two but we’ve been getting creative with things.

  1. Our dining room table is now an extension of the mudroom/laundry room.  It’s very convenient to drop the unfolded laundry on the table when switching out loads, then it stays there, for days, wanting attention it doesn’t get until we dig through it for something to wear.  I’ve also noticed when we bring our clothes into the mudroom to sort and do laundry, there it sits for all to see as that’s where we come into the house, our front door is rarely used.  If someone does come to the door we don’t answer it because our friends and family know better.  Nothing against the Jehovah Witnesses but we’ve got that part of life handled, no muddying the waters there.
  2. We have more TVs than we need so we are now those people with two in the living room.  The first excuse was that NASCAR and football were on at the same time and now there is no excuse, he will play PS3 on one and we watch the other.  I can’t be bothered to argue, that’s one of those things that aren’t worth it.  In fact, I had a discussion with him the other day about a more permanent set up for the TVs.
  3. We each have our own bathroom.  I use the one in the master bedroom and he uses the other one.  He does shower in my bathroom but will take a bath in the other one, don’t ask, I have no clue since we have a garden tub in our bathroom.
  4. We’re turning our second living room into a bar.  Yup, jukebox, pool table and bar décor.  Why not?  All we do now is walk through it to go to bed.  Friends think we’re crazy at first but when they think about it for a few minutes they’re pretty excited.  Especially because we have two bedrooms for them to crash in if things get out of hand.

Outside of being creative with rooms we’ve set some ground rules.

  1. He prepares the dishes and loads the dishwasher.  I cannot be bothered to wash the dishes just to wash them.  He’s a complete fanatic about it so it’s his job.  I empty it and clean the rest of the kitchen.
  2. The garage is his.  Unless he needs help finding something, cleaning it or I need to do a piece of furniture.  But it’s his.  We’re going to stick with that.
  3. He dictates the lawn mowing and the frequency thereof.  We have two riding lawn mowers, not because we need two but because he THINKS we need two.  One is not working 100%.  I guess that’s what happens when you live with a mechanic.  The lawn was like a putting green, every time I came home he as on the lawnmower.  From August to November he mowed it two to three times a week.  Unnecessary in my book.  I do have to say it looks great though……don’t tell him I said that.
  4. He fixes the things I break.  Period.  I recently sucked up a wash cloth with the vacuum cleaner hose, he was not a happy man.  He looked cute all covered in dust though……don’t tell him I said that either.
  5. I freak myself out when I’m home alone.  Lots of windows, very minimal window coverings, no neighbors close and lots of new noises for me to get used to.  So I don’t spend much time there alone and he is very aware of that rule.

Life is still very funny, I just need to find time to write more.  I will attempt to make it a priority since it is good therapy for me.    Bottom line is things are good, I’m happy and very content.  We laugh a lot, I just don’t write it down as often as I used to.

Keep smiling!

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Things That Make Me Smile II

I received this text from a friend after she took her dog for a walk:

“Who shits twice on their walk?  Who unties the bag and gets it all over their fingers? Yeah, that’s our dog all right.  Next time I won’t tie the bag so tight.  Sheesh, lesson learned.”

I received this instant message from a coworker on a Wednesday morning:

“Speaking of drinking. Monday I decided it was a good idea to not eat and save my calories for wine.  Turns out that isn’t the best idea I’ve ever had.”

When Idaho arrived I asked him how the flight was.  He said “great but I had to go to the bathroom super bad but was scared to ask the two ladies next to me to move during the flight so I held it”.  I’m glad he wasn’t scared of me when I met him!!

Idaho and I were in the car with my parents going to dinner on Saturday night and my dad said the following as we were talking about family:

“My grandpa was buried Catholic but because he wasn’t a true Catholic he couldn’t be carried through the cemetery gates so they had to carry him through the ditch.”

It happened again!!! Idaho got sick while he was here.  It happens to one of us every time.  I sent him on a plane with a bad cough and a terrible head cold.  When I talked to him yesterday it now sounds like bronchitis.  He’s going to stop coming here pretty soon.

Today I received a voicemail and the following words and phrases were in it and I will let you draw your own conclusions how it went.

  • Bodybuilder neighbor
  • Middle of September
  • Speedo
  • Smelly overflowing garbage
  • Empty health food containers

Driving in heavy traffic on the freeway yesterday we were at a dead stop in construction.  The third car in front of us didn’t start moving when everyone else did.  After a few minutes the truck in front of us tried to go around him on the right when he stopped and got out of the truck.  We started getting out because we noticed the driver wasn’t physically moving and his head was over to the side.  The truck man pounded on his hood, gave the driver the thumbs up to ask if he was okay.  The driver then started moving.  Apparently he just needed a little nap during the slowdown!!!

Things That Make Me Smile

A few things happened to me this week that really made me smile.  They didn’t outright make me die laughing but they really made me smile and made my day.

I went to Target tonight and when I walked in an older couple was walking out.  The man was parking the cart so I took it from him.  He said to me “she’s got low miles”.  I said thank you and smiled my whole trip to Target.  Even while I was spending $96 on things like toilet paper and laundry detergent.

A coworker and I tend to vent to each other now and then, the end of the week is especially bad because the problem children coworkers have worn on us all week.  Today she said to me “if my 87-year-old grandma can make it through 87 years, I can make it through today”.  I kept that in mind to get me through not only the work day but an unpleasant doctors appointment.

Yesterday I received a text that said “Remember Georgia, I’m the sweaty one today”.  A coworker of mine is at a client function and apparently she was a little warm.  Her and I traveled to Atlanta several years ago and I sweat my rear end off all day long wearing a black suit.  A little later yesterday afternoon I received another text from her that said “Now I’m the sweaty one with a hole in my nylons”.  I smiled for hours because for once it wasn’t happening to me.

Idaho sends me random texts sometimes.  Three that I received from him this week were “maybe I need a fedora”, “maybe you should buy a goat” and “going to a tattoo fest and bike show this afternoon, wish you were here, good people watching”.  His texts usually make me smile but those were especially good.  I still have no idea if he bought a fedora, maybe he will wear it when he comes to visit in a couple weeks.

A 3-year-old who talks like an adult over the weekend.  I could have listened to her all day, she was so cute and funny.  A few things that came out of her mouth were “actually Mom, I think you should go in and get it for me”, “how many pieces are in this puzzle” and “can I see the box with the picture on it so I know what we’re working with here”.  All I could do was smile and listen to her, most of the time her vocabulary was better than mine.

Next week I’m going to make it a priority to write down those things that make me smile so I don’t have to count on my memory to recall the moments.  Perhaps that will also make me concentrate on the good things, not the frustrating things.