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2009 Goals

Be less critical of others (especially my husband).

Learn to play my banjo at a beginner level (goal: 2 songs, able to do rhythm accompaniment to guitar)

Lose 30 lbs by my 30th birthday.
Complete Couch to 5K program.
Exercise for at least 30 minutes most days of the week.
Do 10 push-ups most days of the week.
Find a yoga class I like and attend class once a week.

Eat out no more than once a week.
Eat more vegetables (goal: 4 servings per day). Potatoes do not count.

Unpack all boxes in my house (except for seasonal clothes and decorations).
Give away all unwanted and unused items.

Consider all purchases more thoughtfully (especially clothes).

Spend more time with my grandparents.

Re-open Blue Swallow Handmade.

Check in monthly on all goals to assess progress.


Boxen, bunny, business

Item! That new house I bought? Still infested with boxes! Most of the boxes are quarantined to the den (i.e. invisible unless you are standing in the laundry area), but we still have an extra fridge in the breakfast nook instead of a table and chairs. Fortunately, I'm off work until January 5, do I'm hoping I can put a dent in some projects in the next week.

Item! We have a new bird living with us! Molly is 15 years old and we got her from a retired couple who didn't feel safe letting her out of the cage due to aggression issues with the wife. Seamus can handle her, but she spends most of her days inventing new ways to try to attack and possibly kill me.
Molly loves any food on a spoon

Right now, I'm giving her space and trying to win her over with treats.

Item! Guess what I got for Christmas?
Bunny Throwing paper

Oh yeah, Seamus got me A BUNNY! He doesn't have a name yet, but I'm thinking of calling him (or her? we don't know!) Speckle because of the tiny white speck on his otherwise black nose. He's very playful and rambunctious and poops way more than anyone so small has any right to.

Item! I think I'm getting a promotion. My bosses are telling me different things, but I'm hoping the biggest boss is right and I'll be getting a sweet 18% raise in March. Given the changes that are being made to my responsibilities and schedule starting in January, I feel like I SHOULD be getting promoted.

Item! The end!

Nov. 4th, 2008

From some of the reactions here at work, you'd think that Obama had announced his plans to start personally knocking on doors and taking away their paychecks.

What I did Friday.

- woke up late
- rushed to a doctor's appointment
- got blood drawn FROM MY HAND (not recommended, it hurts pretty bad today)
- got the mail
- updated my Google Calendar with all the weddings I'm attending in the next 2 months
- called about an Amazon we might be adopting/fostering for a while
- browsed sofas online
- made some noodles with tofu and snap peas for lunch
- went to work, dealt with several "emergencies" that had been put off by everyone else in my department until I got there
- ate some Taco Bueno with Seamus and watched an episode of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia
- returned to work, did all of someone else's work that they were nice enough to leave for me to get in trouble if I didn't complete
- worked an hour late
- came home, did the dishes
- took a sleeping pill
- finally went to sleep at 4 a.m.

October 6

Didn't close Monday. Still no roof inspection. Apparently there was a storm or something and all the insurance people are still assessing the damages?

OH WAIT. Remember Hurricane Ike? That was it.

The sellers are being assholes about it and were threatening not to give us a week extension to get the proof of insurability inspection that we need to show the FHA. (After wrangling most of the morning, they finally agreed to give us until October 6, but warned us NO MORE!)

The listing agent is saying, "oh, they're nervous that you're going to back out." Why would we back out? I mean, we came over and scraped and painted the stupid house. All day. On our only day off together. AND we bought the materials because the seller threw away his leftover paint. How more serious can we get about it?

Also, the house was on the market for over 50 days before we came along. What's 7 more days when you've already been waiting 3 months (50 on market + 30 since our offer)? It's not like he's waiting to sell it so he can move out of town. He's a skeezy real estate speculator who just moved into his own brand new McMansion or whatever (I know this because they threw away "our" paint during the move).

If they get assy with me again, I'm going to tell them to go fuck themselves and give me back my $500 earnest money deposit.

Then, in 30 days, when the house is still on the market? I'll go make them an even lower offer than what we already negotiated. I guess they haven't noticed that there's a little issue with liquidity in the credit markets right now, which might make it a teensy bit hard for unprepared buyers to get loans.

Sep. 25th, 2008

Since I got home at 11:30 tonight, I've seen 2 enormous roaches and a rat.

Suddenly, moving doesn't seem like such a horrific ordeal.

Home Warranty!

The day has come where we have to choose a home warranty company for the new house. I've been looking over the brochures the realtor gave us for weeks, and really? They all look pretty much the same.

Does anybody out there have a home warranty? (thesetiredeyes, you have one right?)
An awesome home warranty company that provides great service?
Especially a company that offers an annual premium around $400/year? (since that's what the sellers are obligated to pay)

I'm thinking we need it to cover the washer, dryer, fridge, dishwasher, oven, range, range hood as far as appliances go. And then the plumbing, electrical, heat, A/C, ductwork. Living in a 50 year ond house, this warranty thing should be kinda beefy, because I'm sure that something is going to go wrong...

Sep. 15th, 2008

Suddenly, I am in a state of sickening near-panic because I just realized that the house we just bought is on the opposite side of town from the nearest decent baguette.

(for reference, we are currently within walking/biking distance of 3 excellent bakeries)

Like, "it's nearly 4 AM and I can't sleep and I just had to take an anxiety pill near-panic." Not like "oh, oops, guess we'll just have to drive across town whenever we need good bread since baguettes are a one-day-fresh item."

WTF, self?

Know what's near my new house? Drugstores. That's a plus, I guess.

Medina Avenue

The inspection is done. Final purchase price and seller concessions are negotiated. We're waiting on the lender appraisal and shopping for insurance and we close on the house in 2 weeks!

I took my camera with me to the inspection and took a few pictures of my favorite features.

Master bath Living room
Craft studio

Check out the whole set on Flickr for layout notes and comments. I forgot to take any of the backyard, but it's nice, too. Needs some work, but has a lot of potential... half sunny, half a shady wooded grove, plenty of space for a patio, garden, hammock/relaxing/reading area, and some lawn to play bocce with friends!

Sep. 13th, 2008

Am I the only one who is absolutely disgusted by people who joke about eating their birds? I understand that they're frustrated with the birds for being loud or whatever, but I find this very disturbing and sickening.

It makes me literally nauseated to see this crap, and it's happening more and more often on that community.

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