Oh where to begin? Things have been hoppin and poppin around here and most of it is positive and happy. Work has been picking up and the new project has taken flight. I spent last week in Ft. Lauderdale and I’ll be back down there (Hollywood) in another week or two. I’m happy to be working again. They’ve paid me to sit at home and that was a nice (and timely) break but getting paid to do nothing makes me nervous. I am relieved that work is beginning to trickle in and I can earn my keep.
So it’s Saturday and for the first time in a while I have nothing I can do. Teresa is in Gainesville with the Girl Scout troop so I don’t have a vehicle to go over to the old house and finish some of the repairs. All the boxes in the new house are where they belong but are waiting on the new furniture. The closing on the new house went smoothly and we got most of “our” stuff out of the house by ourselves in just two days. “My stuff” wasn’t a priority and the den and shed are still full of my crap that I have to get on my own. One car load at a time makes it a real slow process.
I was worried about closing on the new house without an offer on the old one. I can’t carry both houses for long. But I made a careful study of whether this was possible and I took the gamble. I also made an invocation to the gods for the superstitious side of me. I closed my eyes, trusted that this will all work out and the next morning we went in to sign our life away. Less than an hour after closing our realtor called us to let us know that she had just e-mailed us a contract, a real offer was made on the house. There were complications and three weeks later it turns out they had to back out due to their loan officer. But it gave us a chance to see what their inspector wrote up and now we can fix all the stuff ourselves rather than have a contractor do it all. Just last night we accepted another offer. If I can get in there and make these repairs before they have their inspector come through I will save a lot of time, money and hassle. So tomorrow I’m back on the treadmill replacing some wood and doing some painting at the old house and a few other minor repairs.
I haven’t written much here and for the most part, Teresa has been keeping up with the details of what is going on. I had another brainstorm idea and I have jumped into this one with both feet. I woke up this morning and ran through 2500 words, I need a break. So I got some lunch and got back on the puter typing away at this thing. Doesn’t make much sense does it? But writing makes the voices go away for a while.
Not everything is roses around here. We’ve got a major social crisis brewing but then again, when isn’t there some kind of drama happening somewhere? It just happens to be in our laps this time. Oh well, you’ve got to live your life with some idea of honor and justice and if some people don’t get it, no matter how much you love them, you have to let them go when they want to leave. When the flares go off everybody chooses up sides and makes their sly digs and comments. I’m not choosing sides. I’m right in the middle of it all and I’m not on either perceived “side”. I’m standing by my perception of right/wrong. Everyone on the planet is a little bit right and a little bit wrong. Everyone. Oh sure, it would be so much easier to shut up and be quiet but that has happened time and time again. The pain caused by that is immeasurable and now someone has finally raised their hand and asked “how do we stop this bullshit!?” Of course, the question has been taken as an insult and an attack. I’m so damn tired of walking on egg-shells because some people are over-sensitive. No one seems to have a problem telling me when I act like a dick, why is it we have decided that we can’t call certain people out on their bullshit? I have my ideas and opinions and to be honest, I’m having to really bite my lip from saying too much recently. I really want to sound off and address some of the comments that have been made but this isn’t the time for that. Several others have stood up and hopefully together we can come up with a healthy solution. Silence hasn’t worked, hopefully an intervention will…
As much as it is a major source of pain in our lives right now, I want to let it go, do what we feel is right and let the cards fall where they may. I’m tired of putting up so much energy into protecting the fragile and cracked ego of the people I love. When you are oblivious that you have established a pattern of behavior that is painful to everyone around you, sometimes you have to be hit with the news pretty hard and sure, it can hurt, but it’s the only thing that will make you wake up. I know. Everyone I knew turned their backs on me and I was still clueless, until Teresa whacked me in the face with the news that, “Hey, you’ve alienated everyone you know and I’m next, CUT THE SHIT!” Silence didn’t work, it took that slap in the face to make me want to change.
I’ve got a couple more hours left of my free Saturday, I don’t want to waste it thinking about all of that crap anymore. I’ve got to install Becca’s wireless card in her computer and I’ve got a few sets to complete in PackRat. I’m trying to get caught up with BSG so I can watch the remainder of season 4 as it happens. I’d hate to have to wait on the DVDs to come out and find out there was some spectacular ending that everyone talks about. Gods how I hate it when I get hooked into a television show. I really don’t have time for it and I have a thousand things I could be doing with my time. But I figure if I’m wasting my time playing a stupid on-line game, I can spend a little time watching a show as well.
I have wasted a little bit of time today though. When I bought the wireless card for Becca’s computer I saw a double disk set of classic commercials for $7. I couldn’t pass that up. I watched about 45 minutes of it this morning. Unfortunately it only covers the 1950′s through the 1970′s I was hoping for some of the ones I’d remember in the 80′s. But it was interesting to watch the old cigarette commercials. Some of the shit they say in those things, NOW I finally understand the tobacco lawsuits!
Well, back to the grind. I’m going to sit right here and write a little more in the story. When the ideas flow I don’t like to waste time. I never know when the idea flow will run dry.
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