Grrrr...

Sep 24, 2004 19:21

...Why is it that whenever I need Checkmated, it collapses on me? Is anyone else having this problem?

It's not a bandwidth issue. I'm just getting "Page cannot be displayed" whenever I try to go there these past few hours. And of course, it's just when I've finally finished Chapter 41 of TFR and am trying to get it posted. GRRRR!!!

Chapter 41 is too long, but there was just no helping it. Not a lot really happens in the chapter, but there is a lot of recapping of old stuff, and the Quartet have a long conversation in which they hash out all the lastest stuff that's been going on. It's not the most exciting thing I've written, but I think it'll be helpful to the readers. It was certainly helpful to ME, reminding just where the fuck I've been taking this story. Right now I feel like my plot is so convoluted it's ridiculous. Other times I think my plot is really awesome. Still other times I wonder what possessed me to write this thing at all.

In other thoughts, you know, I'm grateful as all hell that I don't live in Florida. FOUR hurricanes in six weeks? Sheesh. No thank you. Plus, Jeb Bush is the governor there and...what an asshole he is.

My husband is interviewing for a new job out in California. Which means we might move. Right now, I'd say the chances are 50/50--he's been looking for a new job for six months now and this one he seems to be pretty excited about, the company is good, blah blah blah. I can't say I'm wild about the idea of moving out of Boston. I love California, but moving is such a huge pain in the ass. And we'd have to buy a house out there, and sell our condo here. And neither of us know anybody in that part of California (just north of L.A.) And we'd be very far away from our families. And shit, Ahnold Boobengrabber would be our governor.

But on the plus side, the weather would be better.

Hubster interviews for the job in three weeks, and I'm going out there with him to check out the area. Part of me kind of hopes he decides he doesn't want this job, just because I don't want the hassle of moving. But he's so miserable in his current job right now that it's made things hard on us, and I'll take living in a new place if it means he can get home at a decent hour and actually, you know, eat dinner with me sometimes and stuff.

As of now, though, things are up in the air. It really depends on the interview and whether we like the area. At least we both agree that to make a move that big, Hubby has to be psyched about the job. As in, Doing Cartwheels level-psyched. And we have to like the area we'd live in.

The one thing I hate about Southern California is the driving. You have to drive freaking EVERYWHERE and if the traffic in Boston is bad, the traffic in and around L.A. is epic. That, and I wonder if I'm going to have to spring for Botox and implants if I want to be remotely "cool" by L.A. standards.

Just kidding. Sort of.
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