these lang synes feel auld

Happy new year! I now celebrate the end of the holidays. This was the first year I had the guts to basically turn my back on all traditions, family, events, etc. Not that I didn’t take time off, and I even received and gave a few gifts and socialized here and there, but it was…

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put on a happy face

About six weeks ago, Darling Andrew brought over some adorable balloons as a festive housewarming gift. Here is our exchange from a couple days ago.

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thank you for all the patience practice

Things have been a little rough lately. I received really unwelcome news last week that I can’t discuss here. Then, this week. It sure was fun when my home improvement was centered around picking colors and replacing light fixtures. It’s not so fun when a sudden plumbing problem dominos into hundreds of dollars worth of repairs…

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back, forward, running in place

I finally made it to the “test” portion of the application process for a job. Normally I just get a terse rejection letter before this point with other jobs to which I’ve applied. Jobs for which I am perfectly suited, jobs with the exact same title and description of what I do now. Who knows why…

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why can’t we be like they are

Two moments that made my life a little more delightful, courtesy of some kids: I was in Jo-Ann Fabric a while back, and there were two boys, about 7 or 8, who were doing an admirable job of not being bored out of their skulls while mom perused the pattern books. They played an obviously…

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utilities

Today, escrow closes, and I nervously await the call that my keys are ready in the realtor’s office. I have been busying myself with work-work and a lot of fidgety nerves and doing stuff like firing up the ol’ utilities. I remember that my gas went out when I first moved back here in ’04,…

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cheep

Yesterday, after backing out of the parking space from the back of my building, I continued down the alley. Right in front of me, and right next to the back of the car wash place, was something I could not identify but it was in my way. Some garbage? A cat hanging out? Some wood?…

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sentient

As I look up from my growing box-canyon for a minute and will myself not to write a post about packing (oh, but it’s coming), I am feeling very conscious of time passing, life being lived, lessons learned, tick tock, passages passages passages. This new condo business is profound, for starters. I have been a crabby…

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house hunty part 6: the tears edition

I’m buying a home! I will be posting my progress here from time to time. Part one is here. Part two is here. Part three is here. Part four is here. Part five is here.  Tears! Frustrated, tired, put-upon tears! The ones I let out on Monday were prompted by getting a load of this week in my calendar:…

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