I'm back
Well mostly. I really needed this down time this last week away from everything. In fact, the only friend I've really had any contact with was Becky ie: Chicken and that was only because she was in town and it was my only opportunity to see her. Other than that, we've been home and I've pretty much secluded myself away from everyone.
So Xmas was loverly. The best one I've had I think. Opening presents with my love was the best thing I could've hoped for. For the last month James had expressed his worries to me about how he isn't good at giving gifts. I had told him not to worry. If he couldn't think of something to get me, than don't worry about it. But he went ahead and got my oodley loodles of gifts, and I absosmurfly love all of them! He totally rocked at getting me things I would love but might not get for myself. For instance, he got me a new digital camera. I cracked the joke that it probably means the house will get broken into in a few months (that is what happened last time I got a digital camera). Anyhow the day was great and we both had the 26th off. We stayed in and visited nobody and just had a flop day of total nothingness. It totally rocked!
Xmas eve morning (for those of you who haven't read angille's account), we were woken up at 2:30 in the morning. By what you might ask? By the water faucet in the front yard. Apparently some drunkard on their way back to a place of lodging after bar closing time, attempted to get some water from the hose. Of course that is a guess, maybe they had in fact wanted to vandalize the house, I don't really know. In either case, they broke the pipe and the only way for us to shut it off was to turn off the water main. Which neither James, Stacey (my nextdoor neighbor) or I knew how to do. After futzing around for 10 mins (half asleep mind you) I called my dad. He just happened to be awake(thank Goddess for that!) and he told us where to take care of it. After James turned off the water main, Stacey said good-bye she was going to her boyfriend's house to take a shower (thanx for rubbing it in our faces, those of us without water). James and I came back inside and his arm was covered in mud. Luckily we had the brita filter filled with water, so he put some on a rag and washed himself that way. Then we went back to sleep, well sort of. My sleep deprived brain kept coming up with scenerios as to what happened, and if the person would come back and I just couldn't get any sleep.
Now that the year is almost gone, we have to start thinking and planning for Portland. I can't put it off any longer as the house will go up for sale at the beginning of next month. Resumes will be updated. Letters of reference will be obtained. New jobs, and packing and a new place to live. We'll see how crazy this ends up driving me. I started packing up little incidentals a couple of weeks ago, but what if we don't move until the end of summer? But what if we have to move at the end of March? That alone is going to cause me some sleepless evenings. After I'm done with this post I must off to clean house but clean into boxes or clean everything up on the shelves? I don't know. My brain is going wonky.
So, I'm back now. I'll be lj-ing again and emailing and hanging out and talking to peeps again. I'm hoping that I'll be getting support from others over the next difficult phase of my life. We'll see though. It is far easier for people to say they will help and are here for us, but quite another for them to really be here when we need them. I think these next couple of months are not only going to be some fo the most crazy I'll have, but also the most growing as a person I've done in awhile. Should be interesting.
So Xmas was loverly. The best one I've had I think. Opening presents with my love was the best thing I could've hoped for. For the last month James had expressed his worries to me about how he isn't good at giving gifts. I had told him not to worry. If he couldn't think of something to get me, than don't worry about it. But he went ahead and got my oodley loodles of gifts, and I absosmurfly love all of them! He totally rocked at getting me things I would love but might not get for myself. For instance, he got me a new digital camera. I cracked the joke that it probably means the house will get broken into in a few months (that is what happened last time I got a digital camera). Anyhow the day was great and we both had the 26th off. We stayed in and visited nobody and just had a flop day of total nothingness. It totally rocked!
Xmas eve morning (for those of you who haven't read angille's account), we were woken up at 2:30 in the morning. By what you might ask? By the water faucet in the front yard. Apparently some drunkard on their way back to a place of lodging after bar closing time, attempted to get some water from the hose. Of course that is a guess, maybe they had in fact wanted to vandalize the house, I don't really know. In either case, they broke the pipe and the only way for us to shut it off was to turn off the water main. Which neither James, Stacey (my nextdoor neighbor) or I knew how to do. After futzing around for 10 mins (half asleep mind you) I called my dad. He just happened to be awake(thank Goddess for that!) and he told us where to take care of it. After James turned off the water main, Stacey said good-bye she was going to her boyfriend's house to take a shower (thanx for rubbing it in our faces, those of us without water). James and I came back inside and his arm was covered in mud. Luckily we had the brita filter filled with water, so he put some on a rag and washed himself that way. Then we went back to sleep, well sort of. My sleep deprived brain kept coming up with scenerios as to what happened, and if the person would come back and I just couldn't get any sleep.
Now that the year is almost gone, we have to start thinking and planning for Portland. I can't put it off any longer as the house will go up for sale at the beginning of next month. Resumes will be updated. Letters of reference will be obtained. New jobs, and packing and a new place to live. We'll see how crazy this ends up driving me. I started packing up little incidentals a couple of weeks ago, but what if we don't move until the end of summer? But what if we have to move at the end of March? That alone is going to cause me some sleepless evenings. After I'm done with this post I must off to clean house but clean into boxes or clean everything up on the shelves? I don't know. My brain is going wonky.
So, I'm back now. I'll be lj-ing again and emailing and hanging out and talking to peeps again. I'm hoping that I'll be getting support from others over the next difficult phase of my life. We'll see though. It is far easier for people to say they will help and are here for us, but quite another for them to really be here when we need them. I think these next couple of months are not only going to be some fo the most crazy I'll have, but also the most growing as a person I've done in awhile. Should be interesting.