Yep, I am moving again...
This time it's just the blog.
After weeks of debate, I've decided to transfer everything over to Wordpress. They have really neat stuff over there.
So, the new blog is here; so for those of you who use Bloglines, you need to update your information.
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
22 August 2007
17 August 2007
Here We Go...
Yeah, so HR did fuck up my check; to no surprise. The only deposited a part of my check and I am assuming the rest of my money is a 'live' check that I will have to go pick up sometime today. Bastards. From my past experience with having multiple bank accounts and having the check divided between the two, if the one account wasn't ready for direct deposit, then the entire check would still be deposited in the original account, not split between a deposit and live check. Grr... these people are idiots.
In Other News...
Amelia isn't feeling well. She has a low grade fever and very runny nose. Also, I've noticed that she's been holding her hand over her ear on occasion. I really hope she doesn't have an ear infection. In any event, I'm going to call Dr. Papa and see what he says; in the mean time Greg and I have been giving her baby Tylenol to help (and it really does).
Greg and I picked up the keys last night at the condo!!!! We're so freaking excited. We were walking around the condo last night talking about where we're going to put what and all. It's great! We also took pictures and will eveutally up load them for all to see.
In the mean time, i am going to hop into the shower (not literally) and get ready for the day.
P.S. Unloading the storage unit, yesterday, wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be and I am as lazy as possible when it comes to moving. Ask Greg, Sean, and Aaron, they will agree with me.
LOL
In Other News...
Amelia isn't feeling well. She has a low grade fever and very runny nose. Also, I've noticed that she's been holding her hand over her ear on occasion. I really hope she doesn't have an ear infection. In any event, I'm going to call Dr. Papa and see what he says; in the mean time Greg and I have been giving her baby Tylenol to help (and it really does).
Greg and I picked up the keys last night at the condo!!!! We're so freaking excited. We were walking around the condo last night talking about where we're going to put what and all. It's great! We also took pictures and will eveutally up load them for all to see.
In the mean time, i am going to hop into the shower (not literally) and get ready for the day.
P.S. Unloading the storage unit, yesterday, wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be and I am as lazy as possible when it comes to moving. Ask Greg, Sean, and Aaron, they will agree with me.
LOL
16 August 2007
Forty and counting
Forty minutes until I walk out of this door and when I return on Monday, I will be coming from my new home!!
So exciting; it truly is.
Of course, this day couldn't go fast enough and the people that I've dealt with today haven't been the easiest either. But, whatever because it's not going to effect my mood whatsoever!
I just hope that we'll have enough money to get all the things we need this weekend (but, again, Greg thinks we'll be fine with money).
I am also looking forward to seeing Mom and Van and getting their feedback about the condo that Greg and I are going to establish as our home for the next year. Oh, and that Sean and Aaron are about a mile away and I'm sure they will be visiting for food (it turns out that Sean and Aaron haven't eat in much since we all moved out and they are eager for me to cook meals for them once more; not that my cooking is good, it's just that they are too lazy to cook for themselves). Makes me wish there was a Super Fresh near the condo. I am very particular to which grocery stores I shop at; I will not shop (unless I absolutely have to) at Shoppers; Mars; Shop and Save; and Aldo. My preferred grocery stores are Giant or Super Fresh. I don't like Safeway, either, but if I have to go I will, but the others that I listed are ones that I will drive out of the way to NOT shop there. BUT!!! There is a Costco right down the street from the condo and Greg and I have a Costco Membership (We're so special). I used to be a Sam's Club fan, but I out grew them, no that there is any real difference between Sam's and Costco or anything, I just decided that I liked Costco more. Greg likes Costco because they carry his favorite drink: Vitamin Water in bulk (and when Costco mailed up their coupon book earlier this month there was a coupon for the Vitamin Waters which made Greg ever so happy). Greg and I are planning on going to Costco to do our shopping after we've moved the stuff in.
At this moment, I believe, my brother is in Chicago taking a managerial test for his employer! The whole family is hoping he'll pass with flying colors (although, all he needs is a score of 70 to pass) and will be promoted. Good Luck Sean!
So, without further adeu, I bid you good bye. Have a great weekend!
P.S. I am going to try and take pictures but I don't know when I'll be able to upload them since Greg and I haven't even talked about initiating cable/internet service at the new place.
So exciting; it truly is.
Of course, this day couldn't go fast enough and the people that I've dealt with today haven't been the easiest either. But, whatever because it's not going to effect my mood whatsoever!
I just hope that we'll have enough money to get all the things we need this weekend (but, again, Greg thinks we'll be fine with money).
I am also looking forward to seeing Mom and Van and getting their feedback about the condo that Greg and I are going to establish as our home for the next year. Oh, and that Sean and Aaron are about a mile away and I'm sure they will be visiting for food (it turns out that Sean and Aaron haven't eat in much since we all moved out and they are eager for me to cook meals for them once more; not that my cooking is good, it's just that they are too lazy to cook for themselves). Makes me wish there was a Super Fresh near the condo. I am very particular to which grocery stores I shop at; I will not shop (unless I absolutely have to) at Shoppers; Mars; Shop and Save; and Aldo. My preferred grocery stores are Giant or Super Fresh. I don't like Safeway, either, but if I have to go I will, but the others that I listed are ones that I will drive out of the way to NOT shop there. BUT!!! There is a Costco right down the street from the condo and Greg and I have a Costco Membership (We're so special). I used to be a Sam's Club fan, but I out grew them, no that there is any real difference between Sam's and Costco or anything, I just decided that I liked Costco more. Greg likes Costco because they carry his favorite drink: Vitamin Water in bulk (and when Costco mailed up their coupon book earlier this month there was a coupon for the Vitamin Waters which made Greg ever so happy). Greg and I are planning on going to Costco to do our shopping after we've moved the stuff in.
At this moment, I believe, my brother is in Chicago taking a managerial test for his employer! The whole family is hoping he'll pass with flying colors (although, all he needs is a score of 70 to pass) and will be promoted. Good Luck Sean!
So, without further adeu, I bid you good bye. Have a great weekend!
P.S. I am going to try and take pictures but I don't know when I'll be able to upload them since Greg and I haven't even talked about initiating cable/internet service at the new place.
EEEEE!!!!
In roughly three hours and twenty five minutes I will be on my way to the apartment to help pack, load up the cars and then head out to get the rental and then unload the storage unit... and, with what hte weather is going to be today (hot and humid), I am as excited as all hell (even with this wicked storm that is rolling in which will probably make the afternoon even more steamy).
Yay!
Yay!
15 August 2007
It has begun...
... tomorrow is THE DAY...
Last night, there was an email from The Condo Guy, confirming the meeting tomorrow and suggesting a time for us to meet (eight o'clock pm). I haven't replied, yet. I am in the progress of that task (among many others)...
Last night, Greg and I were so drained of energy. We were both confused as to why we felt to exhausted. But there were a couple highlights for the night:
Amelia and Greg got into a dispute... over... the spoon. Yes, Amelia has begun to take the spoon away and try to feed herself and WILL NOT allow you to take the spoon back unless you pry her sticky, wet, fingers away from the spoon, to which she will began to scream at the top of her lungs in protest. Wow. Last night, feeding Amelia, was interesting to say the least
I learned that Greg has begun thinking about proposing to me; he's already thought about his wording, the location, the time, and the ring. !!!!!!! This excites me to no end. And, what causes this utmost extreme excitement is that I have absolutely no idea what the ring is going to look like or when and where which means it's all a complete surprise; every bit of it (I have no idea what style ring (cut of the diamond, etc), if the ring is going to be gold, white gold, or platinum, etc). This tickles me pink with joy
It has been so busy at work. I am already getting frustrated and that isn't good. Oy, they need to hire more people and soon (for example, my referral). But, at least it's a short week for me AND I will be working a half day tomorrow, rather than a whole day and taking Friday off (which I am still going to do).
Have I mentioned how excited I am about what's about to happen? I am starting a whole new life (sorta). I am as excited as humanly possible yet scared shit less. What scares me is the finances (remember, Money is the root of evil and can ruin any and all relationships), Greg believes that we will be fine financially, but I am not feeling the belief. I guess, in a sense, I am still thinking about the relationship I had with Adam and when we first moved in together and all that ensued afterwards. But, to be fair, Greg has never been fired and has been at the same company for six years and then some; whereas Adam was constantly loosing his job which made the finances difficult, and I guess I am afraid of a repeat even though Greg is very secure in his job. GGGRRRR.
It's funny how Greg and I are worried about completely different things regaurding this move. I feel his worry is nothing (even though I can't mention it here) to really worry about because he hasn't had any issues with the place he's at now; and he feels my worry about the finances is petty since we both have jobs that pay very well. To each their own.
*** FF to 2:47pm ***
Ugh, I can't get over how busy I've been this week! Thank goodness it's a short week for me. I am feeling so frustrated, stressed, and over all not in a good mood; which i've expressed to Greg (to give him a heads up for tonight).
And, again, I've forgotten about the topics of discussion. God, I would suck in a book club group and had to host a meeting. My mind can not stay focused on anything now a days. I swear I have Adult ADD.
Wish me luck that I survive the rest of the day!
Last night, there was an email from The Condo Guy, confirming the meeting tomorrow and suggesting a time for us to meet (eight o'clock pm). I haven't replied, yet. I am in the progress of that task (among many others)...
Last night, Greg and I were so drained of energy. We were both confused as to why we felt to exhausted. But there were a couple highlights for the night:
It has been so busy at work. I am already getting frustrated and that isn't good. Oy, they need to hire more people and soon (for example, my referral). But, at least it's a short week for me AND I will be working a half day tomorrow, rather than a whole day and taking Friday off (which I am still going to do).
Have I mentioned how excited I am about what's about to happen? I am starting a whole new life (sorta). I am as excited as humanly possible yet scared shit less. What scares me is the finances (remember, Money is the root of evil and can ruin any and all relationships), Greg believes that we will be fine financially, but I am not feeling the belief. I guess, in a sense, I am still thinking about the relationship I had with Adam and when we first moved in together and all that ensued afterwards. But, to be fair, Greg has never been fired and has been at the same company for six years and then some; whereas Adam was constantly loosing his job which made the finances difficult, and I guess I am afraid of a repeat even though Greg is very secure in his job. GGGRRRR.
It's funny how Greg and I are worried about completely different things regaurding this move. I feel his worry is nothing (even though I can't mention it here) to really worry about because he hasn't had any issues with the place he's at now; and he feels my worry about the finances is petty since we both have jobs that pay very well. To each their own.
*** FF to 2:47pm ***
Ugh, I can't get over how busy I've been this week! Thank goodness it's a short week for me. I am feeling so frustrated, stressed, and over all not in a good mood; which i've expressed to Greg (to give him a heads up for tonight).
And, again, I've forgotten about the topics of discussion. God, I would suck in a book club group and had to host a meeting. My mind can not stay focused on anything now a days. I swear I have Adult ADD.
Wish me luck that I survive the rest of the day!
13 August 2007
When it Rains It Pours
This week is going to be so stressful!
I dropped Amelia off this morning and was informed that the babysitter as accepted a job and is giving me 2 weeks notice! That means Greg and I have to find a new sitter by August 27! So, the search has begun on CraigsList; so far I've contacted a few businesses and SAHM's and either left a message or sent an email. Wish us luck.
Greg's hour at work ended up being nearly 4 hours! So much work came in over the weekend and he wanted to get a head start for today. He's such a work-a-holic.
So, this is the week!!! Greg and I start moving stuff in at the end of the week!! When Greg made it home (11:30pm), we talked for a little bit about how we're going to do the move and do it as cheaply as possible (meaning the rental truck). I think we're going to get the U-haul and load up the apartment first, then the storage unit and then go to the condo vs. storage unit first, then condo and then back to the apartment for the rest of the stuff. The next question is when do we do this since Greg has taken Thursday and Friday off and I've only taken Friday, but we are meeting The Condo Guy on Thursday after work to get the keys and to give him the rest of the money... so, do Greg and I start the move on Thursday night or wait until Friday? So much to think about!
*** 1:15pm ***
So much for rest during lunch! I had to run up to Greg's job to get his bank card to withdraw money from his current account and put the money in our joint account, and since I drive by his bank on the way home from the Babysitters, I offered to do the errand.
Also during lunch, I recieved 2 call backs from potential day car providers for Amelia. I haven't called either back, yet, since work has been absolutley nucking futs!
It's so much fun having Amelia back! I really enjoy feeding her the Gerber foods because after each spoonfull she'll go "mmm" and then open her mouth for more (or stick her foot in her mouth)! It's so freaking entertaining! Also, Mom taught Amelia to make this face, where she'll wrinkle her nose and squint her eyes and begin to blow through her nose really fast, which usually results in a snort! Greg and I crack up when Amelia does that; of which she'll do on demand, sorta. I'm going to try to get it on 'tape' for all to see. And last night, while in Target, Amelia was being such a ham! She was smiling at everyone, talking and laughing - it was so much fun! One unique thing she was doing was licking the bottoms of Greg and my cups; I am going to assume that her bottom tooth is coming in and the coldness of the cup soothed her; but I am sure it was a sight to see us walking around with a baby attached to the bottom of a cup.
I am getting so freaking excited about the next five months (that's how long until Amelia's First Birthday)!! I can't wait to hear her 'talk' and start walking; the excitment of Christmas and when April and I get their pictures taken. I am so giddy with all of it!
Oh, last night while I had the place to myself, I was playing with Adobe Photoshop 5.0 and trying to create some collages for Cousin April and our Grandma which is Amelia's and Olivia's Great-Grandma. Working on a few Holiday Ideas...
There is more that I want to write, but it would take me all day at this rate...
Maybe tomorrow.
*** Signing out at 2:17pm ***
I dropped Amelia off this morning and was informed that the babysitter as accepted a job and is giving me 2 weeks notice! That means Greg and I have to find a new sitter by August 27! So, the search has begun on CraigsList; so far I've contacted a few businesses and SAHM's and either left a message or sent an email. Wish us luck.
Greg's hour at work ended up being nearly 4 hours! So much work came in over the weekend and he wanted to get a head start for today. He's such a work-a-holic.
So, this is the week!!! Greg and I start moving stuff in at the end of the week!! When Greg made it home (11:30pm), we talked for a little bit about how we're going to do the move and do it as cheaply as possible (meaning the rental truck). I think we're going to get the U-haul and load up the apartment first, then the storage unit and then go to the condo vs. storage unit first, then condo and then back to the apartment for the rest of the stuff. The next question is when do we do this since Greg has taken Thursday and Friday off and I've only taken Friday, but we are meeting The Condo Guy on Thursday after work to get the keys and to give him the rest of the money... so, do Greg and I start the move on Thursday night or wait until Friday? So much to think about!
*** 1:15pm ***
So much for rest during lunch! I had to run up to Greg's job to get his bank card to withdraw money from his current account and put the money in our joint account, and since I drive by his bank on the way home from the Babysitters, I offered to do the errand.
Also during lunch, I recieved 2 call backs from potential day car providers for Amelia. I haven't called either back, yet, since work has been absolutley nucking futs!
It's so much fun having Amelia back! I really enjoy feeding her the Gerber foods because after each spoonfull she'll go "mmm" and then open her mouth for more (or stick her foot in her mouth)! It's so freaking entertaining! Also, Mom taught Amelia to make this face, where she'll wrinkle her nose and squint her eyes and begin to blow through her nose really fast, which usually results in a snort! Greg and I crack up when Amelia does that; of which she'll do on demand, sorta. I'm going to try to get it on 'tape' for all to see. And last night, while in Target, Amelia was being such a ham! She was smiling at everyone, talking and laughing - it was so much fun! One unique thing she was doing was licking the bottoms of Greg and my cups; I am going to assume that her bottom tooth is coming in and the coldness of the cup soothed her; but I am sure it was a sight to see us walking around with a baby attached to the bottom of a cup.
I am getting so freaking excited about the next five months (that's how long until Amelia's First Birthday)!! I can't wait to hear her 'talk' and start walking; the excitment of Christmas and when April and I get their pictures taken. I am so giddy with all of it!
Oh, last night while I had the place to myself, I was playing with Adobe Photoshop 5.0 and trying to create some collages for Cousin April and our Grandma which is Amelia's and Olivia's Great-Grandma. Working on a few Holiday Ideas...
There is more that I want to write, but it would take me all day at this rate...
Maybe tomorrow.
*** Signing out at 2:17pm ***
30 July 2007
All-In-One
My cousin sent the following email:
"Well, I just wanted to shoot everyone an email since today is my due date and I'm still carrying my little one around in my belly!! If she doesn't come by then, Friday August 3 at 6:00am I go to civista to be induced. I'm hoping she'll come on her own, but excited to finally have a day!! As of friday I'm dilated 2cm maybe more by now, hopefully. My last day of work will probably be tomorrow or half a day wednesday 8/1 you can email me at home at ******33@yahoo.com since I won't be able to check this email from home. :) Feel free to come by the house or hospital, I hope you do, my cell number (for those who don't have it) is 301-***-**** and the home number is 301-***-****. Well hope to talk talk/see all of you soon!
Love you!!"
Yay! I'm so excited!! I hope she has her baby by this weekend, because Greg and I are going down to Mom's to visit Amelia (since my Mom is going to watch her for an extra week so Greg and I can save more money for the move) and to give Mom a break from watching her.
Greg has taken 2 days off of work, the 16th and 17th of August, for the move. I've only taken the 16th off since I missed two days last week. Oy! Can't believe we finally found a place and that Greg and I will have our own place in two weeks. It's exciting and scary at the same time. Who would have thought that nearly 2 years, to the date (Aug 20, 2005 is when we first met), after Greg and I met that we would have a baby and be living together, much less talking about marriage. It's almost a fairy tale story; sorta. LOL
I read an interesting article on Y! about men's fighting style for relationships. I sent Greg the article and told him which two styles I think he falls under. It's definitly something worth talking about with your significant other.
Well, I've actually been working today; believe it or not! I started this post nearly 3 hours ago and I'm just about to end it. I've become slightly bored with the internet these last few weeks. There just isn't anything to hook myself into anymore. I've thought about bringing a book to work or maybe start knitting again. Just something else than waiting for something exciting to happen on the interwebnet.
"Well, I just wanted to shoot everyone an email since today is my due date and I'm still carrying my little one around in my belly!! If she doesn't come by then, Friday August 3 at 6:00am I go to civista to be induced. I'm hoping she'll come on her own, but excited to finally have a day!! As of friday I'm dilated 2cm maybe more by now, hopefully. My last day of work will probably be tomorrow or half a day wednesday 8/1 you can email me at home at ******33@yahoo.com since I won't be able to check this email from home. :) Feel free to come by the house or hospital, I hope you do, my cell number (for those who don't have it) is 301-***-**** and the home number is 301-***-****. Well hope to talk talk/see all of you soon!
Love you!!"
Yay! I'm so excited!! I hope she has her baby by this weekend, because Greg and I are going down to Mom's to visit Amelia (since my Mom is going to watch her for an extra week so Greg and I can save more money for the move) and to give Mom a break from watching her.
Greg has taken 2 days off of work, the 16th and 17th of August, for the move. I've only taken the 16th off since I missed two days last week. Oy! Can't believe we finally found a place and that Greg and I will have our own place in two weeks. It's exciting and scary at the same time. Who would have thought that nearly 2 years, to the date (Aug 20, 2005 is when we first met), after Greg and I met that we would have a baby and be living together, much less talking about marriage. It's almost a fairy tale story; sorta. LOL
I read an interesting article on Y! about men's fighting style for relationships. I sent Greg the article and told him which two styles I think he falls under. It's definitly something worth talking about with your significant other.
Well, I've actually been working today; believe it or not! I started this post nearly 3 hours ago and I'm just about to end it. I've become slightly bored with the internet these last few weeks. There just isn't anything to hook myself into anymore. I've thought about bringing a book to work or maybe start knitting again. Just something else than waiting for something exciting to happen on the interwebnet.
27 July 2007
WE GOT IT!!!!
Around 9:30am, I received a phone call from the condo guy to tell us that Greg and I were chosen as the new tenants!!!!!
GREG AND I HAVE FOUND A PLACE TO LIVE!!!
I've had butterflies in my stomach all morning.
As soon as I got off the phone with condo guy, I called Greg but he didn't answer. So, I called Mom and played it like we didn't get the place. So, when I told her that we did, she let out her excitment, which scared Amelia into a screaming fit! LOL It was cute.
Then I called Greg again, and he didn't answer! WTF!!! So, then I called my brother, Sean, and told him and he was happy, though busy at the pet store (he's babysitting some kittens for a friend and has to bottle feed them or something).
Third time is the charm, because I finally got a hold of Greg!!! And, I tried to play it off like I did with Mom, but I wasn't as sucessful. Greg is excited but a little concerned. But, excited nonetheless!!!
Yay! We finally have a place to ourselves!!!
GREG AND I HAVE FOUND A PLACE TO LIVE!!!
I've had butterflies in my stomach all morning.
As soon as I got off the phone with condo guy, I called Greg but he didn't answer. So, I called Mom and played it like we didn't get the place. So, when I told her that we did, she let out her excitment, which scared Amelia into a screaming fit! LOL It was cute.
Then I called Greg again, and he didn't answer! WTF!!! So, then I called my brother, Sean, and told him and he was happy, though busy at the pet store (he's babysitting some kittens for a friend and has to bottle feed them or something).
Third time is the charm, because I finally got a hold of Greg!!! And, I tried to play it off like I did with Mom, but I wasn't as sucessful. Greg is excited but a little concerned. But, excited nonetheless!!!
Yay! We finally have a place to ourselves!!!
23 July 2007
Monday - Finally!!
Wow, that was one slow yet fast weekend!
Saturday was my 10 year high school reunion and I completely forgot about it. At least I didn't buy tickets. Yet, I still can't believe I forgot all about it. Oh well, apparently there was a good turn out and they plan on hosting another in 5 years.
Sunday, was a long day. Greg and I didn't even leave the apartment until 1:30. Greg had a nasty headache and wasn't motivated to do anything and I don't blame him. So, we arrive at the townhouse around 2 and begin the clean. I swept the floors and Greg, more or less, picked up trash and kept Amelia occupied. Then, I tackled the kitchen, which was the worse of all rooms; and by 4pm, I had made significant headway, You could see the counter tops! In fact, I had cleaned the counter tops, stove top (Greg cooked spaghetti one night last week and made a complete mess), and the refrigerator. Yeah, and it nearly took me an hour to do all that. Sean and Aaron didn't arrive until 3:30ish and by then Greg and I were ready to go, we wanted to go to Costco's before they closed (since they have the worst business hours on the weekend).
Greg and I did rather well, shopping wise, at Costco's. Plus, it helped that we had a lot of coupons to use; we saved $15!! We got all the items we went for and a few extras (shampoo and toothbrushes). All in all, I spent $57. I think I did well.
After Costco's, we headed 'home' (a.k.a. Greg's Room). Pat was there, to our surprise, so it was a full house! Amelia went to bed around 7pm and then we just hung out for the rest of the night. Around 10:30, Greg and I head to our room to chat and play a little DD.
Mom called yesterday afternoon and told me that she's heading out to the Grand Canyon. I asked what hotel they're staying at and she said the Stratosphere and is having a great time! I can't wait to see the pictures. Also, I'm envious that she's actually on a trip! It's been nearly 10 years (Aug 1998) since I've been on an airplane and went on an actual vacation. Greg says we're going to take a vacation as soon as we find a place to live. I'm crossing my fingers that day happens soon.
It's a little weird staying with Greg's family. I know these people are going to be my future in-laws (mother-in law and brothers-in law), but it's still weird. But, I am thankful that I get along with all of them and they seem to like me. Greg's Mom came into our room yesterday afternoon as I was laying on the bed with Amelia, with an arms full of lotions and perfumes that she's received over the years as gifts. She gave them all to me. Some of them are expensive lotions (such as Mary-Kay), but there is more than I'll ever use, much less need. So, when I see Mom, I'm going to give her some.
Also, adjusting to another bed is wreaking havoc on my body. Granted, the bed is huge (a king) and extremely comfortable; but my body is used to the broken mattress that I've slept on for nearly 5 years. My body isn't used to this luxury! And, apparently, nor is Greg. His poor shoulders and neck have been bothering. For the last two nights, I have been able to 'pop' his back when I kneed into it, to which he says helped a lot. I then suggest he visit a chiropractor, since I am considering returning to the one I used to see, Dr. Todd Fare, since my shoulder and hip are acting up again (though more the shoulder and the hip is something different than what it used to be; I think giving birth to Amelia pushed the joint out of socket a little).
Greg just called me (11:25am) because he's bored (he's working from a different shop today) and he's done all his work. So, I suggested a few things for him to do, since he doesn't have Internet access; 1. Think of ways to propose to me; 2. Think of places that we can now travel to on the weekends; 3. Think of ways to propose to me.
Yeah, he's going to think of a place that we can go this weekend. I suggested another State Park, the reason being that earlier this year when Greg and I went to Catocin State Park and Cunningham Falls, we decided that every month we were going to visit a different state park; we haven't been to a park since April.
Well, I am going to work on my other post (my Memory Book for Amelia; going to share the photo's I selected to create pages for - to get an opinion and any suggestions from anyone out there).
Here's to a new week in a new place!
Saturday was my 10 year high school reunion and I completely forgot about it. At least I didn't buy tickets. Yet, I still can't believe I forgot all about it. Oh well, apparently there was a good turn out and they plan on hosting another in 5 years.
Sunday, was a long day. Greg and I didn't even leave the apartment until 1:30. Greg had a nasty headache and wasn't motivated to do anything and I don't blame him. So, we arrive at the townhouse around 2 and begin the clean. I swept the floors and Greg, more or less, picked up trash and kept Amelia occupied. Then, I tackled the kitchen, which was the worse of all rooms; and by 4pm, I had made significant headway, You could see the counter tops! In fact, I had cleaned the counter tops, stove top (Greg cooked spaghetti one night last week and made a complete mess), and the refrigerator. Yeah, and it nearly took me an hour to do all that. Sean and Aaron didn't arrive until 3:30ish and by then Greg and I were ready to go, we wanted to go to Costco's before they closed (since they have the worst business hours on the weekend).
Greg and I did rather well, shopping wise, at Costco's. Plus, it helped that we had a lot of coupons to use; we saved $15!! We got all the items we went for and a few extras (shampoo and toothbrushes). All in all, I spent $57. I think I did well.
After Costco's, we headed 'home' (a.k.a. Greg's Room). Pat was there, to our surprise, so it was a full house! Amelia went to bed around 7pm and then we just hung out for the rest of the night. Around 10:30, Greg and I head to our room to chat and play a little DD.
Mom called yesterday afternoon and told me that she's heading out to the Grand Canyon. I asked what hotel they're staying at and she said the Stratosphere and is having a great time! I can't wait to see the pictures. Also, I'm envious that she's actually on a trip! It's been nearly 10 years (Aug 1998) since I've been on an airplane and went on an actual vacation. Greg says we're going to take a vacation as soon as we find a place to live. I'm crossing my fingers that day happens soon.
It's a little weird staying with Greg's family. I know these people are going to be my future in-laws (mother-in law and brothers-in law), but it's still weird. But, I am thankful that I get along with all of them and they seem to like me. Greg's Mom came into our room yesterday afternoon as I was laying on the bed with Amelia, with an arms full of lotions and perfumes that she's received over the years as gifts. She gave them all to me. Some of them are expensive lotions (such as Mary-Kay), but there is more than I'll ever use, much less need. So, when I see Mom, I'm going to give her some.
Also, adjusting to another bed is wreaking havoc on my body. Granted, the bed is huge (a king) and extremely comfortable; but my body is used to the broken mattress that I've slept on for nearly 5 years. My body isn't used to this luxury! And, apparently, nor is Greg. His poor shoulders and neck have been bothering. For the last two nights, I have been able to 'pop' his back when I kneed into it, to which he says helped a lot. I then suggest he visit a chiropractor, since I am considering returning to the one I used to see, Dr. Todd Fare, since my shoulder and hip are acting up again (though more the shoulder and the hip is something different than what it used to be; I think giving birth to Amelia pushed the joint out of socket a little).
Greg just called me (11:25am) because he's bored (he's working from a different shop today) and he's done all his work. So, I suggested a few things for him to do, since he doesn't have Internet access; 1. Think of ways to propose to me; 2. Think of places that we can now travel to on the weekends; 3. Think of ways to propose to me.
Yeah, he's going to think of a place that we can go this weekend. I suggested another State Park, the reason being that earlier this year when Greg and I went to Catocin State Park and Cunningham Falls, we decided that every month we were going to visit a different state park; we haven't been to a park since April.
Well, I am going to work on my other post (my Memory Book for Amelia; going to share the photo's I selected to create pages for - to get an opinion and any suggestions from anyone out there).
Here's to a new week in a new place!
21 July 2007
The worst is over...
... I think.
We did it, mostly. Greg and I have pretty much moved everything out of the townhouse and into storage or his room.
Yeah, I can't believe it either.
Also, I received a phone call from my brother and girlfriend, Michele, that the condo guy called them both to ask about Greg and I!!! So, at least we know he's checking on the references we provided. Now, we just wait for their answer.
Now, back to the move:
Friday night was slow and fast at the same time. Mom came up because she left for her Vegas Extravaganza this morning. I took her to the hotel last night where she met up with her friend Madeline and someone else. I hung out for a few minuets because Tracey was there as well. Tracey and I pretty much grew up together since Mom and Madeline worked together. Then, when Mom left the job, we kinda lost touch through out the years, but would get together every now and then. Tracey is going to school to become a pharmacist! Girl is smart as a whip.
Ugh, I can tell this entry is going to be all over the place. I am so mentally exhausted. Hope you can figure out the pieces.
Anyway, before I went home, I stopped at Sean's new place, where Mom was. As soon as Amelia saw Mom, she screamed bloody murder and continued for the whole night each time Mom tried to hold Amelia. Amelia just wasn't having it. Hope Mom didn't take it personally so that she will still watch Amelia next week.
Afterwards, I drove Mom to the old townhouse where we hung out and such. Later, around 9pm, I take Mom to the hotel where she's meeting Madeline and others.
I arrive back to the old townhouse around 10:30 and Greg and I pack up the essentials and head to his place, where I slept. But, before we went to bed, I went through Greg's things; mainly his old photos. I saw pictures of his first girlfriend, E and his last girlfriend, L. Greg has changed a lot over the years. Now a days, he looks older and mature. It was weird and interesting to go through that bag, all of which he's throwing away (and why he let me look through them).
Today, Saturday, was exhausting. We don't wake up until 10am and head out to the townhouse a little after 11. We spent the whole afternoon loading the U-Haul and then unloading the U-Haul. It took us about 5.5 hours to complete most of our work. There are a few things we need to get for 'my new place', a.k.a Greg's Room and general cleaning, but other than that we're done. And, I must say it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to bed.
As I type, it's close to 9pm. I have my second load of laundry running in the washer, first load is in the dryer; Amelia has finally fallen asleep, boy was she resilient about falling asleep; eating a light snack of popcorn; and looking forward to my shower tonight. I was so ready to fall asleep around 7:30, while we were watching Finding Nemo.
Oh, when Sean called me this afternoon (one of many conversations), he told me that a person called about a condo that Greg and I had applied for. Sean didn't mention to the guy that we're related (which Sean kept saying he didn't know why he didn't mention it) and I asked Sean what type of questions the guy asked (since I did list Sean on the application as a reference and informed the condo guy that Sean was a co-tenant) and Sean said that he asked if we were responsible and if Sean had anything to say that would suggest the condo guy to not let us move in. Sean replied with "nothing comes to my mind at the moment; oh wait, their not too keen on yard work and tend to kill plants" and the condo guy replied (along these lines) "Oh, well that doesn't matter since the unit is a condo". So, I guess that is good. Then, later in the day, my friend Michele called and pretty much told me the same thing that Sean did (how did we meet, how long have we known each other, etc). At least we know the condo guy is working on our application... now we just wait for an answer...
We did it, mostly. Greg and I have pretty much moved everything out of the townhouse and into storage or his room.
Yeah, I can't believe it either.
Also, I received a phone call from my brother and girlfriend, Michele, that the condo guy called them both to ask about Greg and I!!! So, at least we know he's checking on the references we provided. Now, we just wait for their answer.
Now, back to the move:
Friday night was slow and fast at the same time. Mom came up because she left for her Vegas Extravaganza this morning. I took her to the hotel last night where she met up with her friend Madeline and someone else. I hung out for a few minuets because Tracey was there as well. Tracey and I pretty much grew up together since Mom and Madeline worked together. Then, when Mom left the job, we kinda lost touch through out the years, but would get together every now and then. Tracey is going to school to become a pharmacist! Girl is smart as a whip.
Ugh, I can tell this entry is going to be all over the place. I am so mentally exhausted. Hope you can figure out the pieces.
Anyway, before I went home, I stopped at Sean's new place, where Mom was. As soon as Amelia saw Mom, she screamed bloody murder and continued for the whole night each time Mom tried to hold Amelia. Amelia just wasn't having it. Hope Mom didn't take it personally so that she will still watch Amelia next week.
Afterwards, I drove Mom to the old townhouse where we hung out and such. Later, around 9pm, I take Mom to the hotel where she's meeting Madeline and others.
I arrive back to the old townhouse around 10:30 and Greg and I pack up the essentials and head to his place, where I slept. But, before we went to bed, I went through Greg's things; mainly his old photos. I saw pictures of his first girlfriend, E and his last girlfriend, L. Greg has changed a lot over the years. Now a days, he looks older and mature. It was weird and interesting to go through that bag, all of which he's throwing away (and why he let me look through them).
Today, Saturday, was exhausting. We don't wake up until 10am and head out to the townhouse a little after 11. We spent the whole afternoon loading the U-Haul and then unloading the U-Haul. It took us about 5.5 hours to complete most of our work. There are a few things we need to get for 'my new place', a.k.a Greg's Room and general cleaning, but other than that we're done. And, I must say it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to bed.
As I type, it's close to 9pm. I have my second load of laundry running in the washer, first load is in the dryer; Amelia has finally fallen asleep, boy was she resilient about falling asleep; eating a light snack of popcorn; and looking forward to my shower tonight. I was so ready to fall asleep around 7:30, while we were watching Finding Nemo.
Oh, when Sean called me this afternoon (one of many conversations), he told me that a person called about a condo that Greg and I had applied for. Sean didn't mention to the guy that we're related (which Sean kept saying he didn't know why he didn't mention it) and I asked Sean what type of questions the guy asked (since I did list Sean on the application as a reference and informed the condo guy that Sean was a co-tenant) and Sean said that he asked if we were responsible and if Sean had anything to say that would suggest the condo guy to not let us move in. Sean replied with "nothing comes to my mind at the moment; oh wait, their not too keen on yard work and tend to kill plants" and the condo guy replied (along these lines) "Oh, well that doesn't matter since the unit is a condo". So, I guess that is good. Then, later in the day, my friend Michele called and pretty much told me the same thing that Sean did (how did we meet, how long have we known each other, etc). At least we know the condo guy is working on our application... now we just wait for an answer...
20 July 2007
All Gone and Then Some
Today is payday.
And, my money is all gone.
Why?
I MADE MY FIRST CAR PAYMENT LAST NIGHT!
I am so adult right now, it's freaky.
After I made the car payment, I headed over to my credit card site to make their payment, but the system was down. Though, I did learn that they gave me a $100 credit increase! Hot damn!
Last night, I had an interesting chat with an old friend, Ed. Ed and I met in 2004. We met online and hung out on a simi-regular basis. I haven't seen Ed since June of 06, when he helped me clean my apartment before I moved to where I am leaving from this weekend. Ed and I did the "FWB" thing a few times, so all was good. I, at one point in time, did start to develop a 'crush' on Ed, but after I learned that he had feelings for another women (and has had feelings for her for over ten years), I knew that there wouldn't be anything more between us.
But, Ed wrote a few interesting things last night on Y! Messenger that has got me wondering; here are a few:
I said: Jessica (11:55 PM): yeah, I didn’t take it personally or anything. No hard feelings, I promise
Ed said: ********_evil (11:56 PM): I know- you’re so sweet, thats why I liked being with you
Hmm... he liked being with me? I knew we got a long pretty well, though we never went out; we just hung out in my apartment and chatted and 'whatnot'.
Then, he stated:
******_evil (12:09 AM): looks like you lost more weight in your pic- looking good!
Ed found me on MySpace, though never added me as friend (until last night), so who knows how long he's been checking me out. LOL
Then, in conclusion he wrote (as we were saying good night):
********_evil (12:31 AM): bye, Jess- LOVE YA!
Ok, from my past experience with guys, when it's the platonic 'love', they spell it as LUV, right? So, here we see Ed spelling it as LOVE...
I'm not reading into anything that isn't there (or I least I don't think it's there), don't get me wrong. But, I just thought it was interesting. Once Ed and I said our good byes, I went upstairs and told Greg about the conversation and he said that it sounded like Ed wants something that he can't have, being well aware that I am in a relationship. I guess that is possibly true, I don't know.
So, it was probably around midnight when I went to bed last night and I was some how awake and packing up my room by 7am. I was rudely awoken around 6:40 by my brother who was doing something with the hallway closet door.
Last night, Sean and I pretty much packed up the kitchen. We fought over the pots and pans because we both brought in a new set (I had received a nice set from my Grandma as a Christmas present and Sean said he bought a new set not too long before we moved in) when we moved. I stated one set was mine and he said it was his. Finally, I got the set that I stated as mine and he's taking the other set to Good Will and then he's going to buy his own new set. Then, we went through the dishes, which were all mine, except for a few bowls that he didn't want. We're donating a lot of things to Good Will, such as a dresser, entertainment unit, kitchen items and some of Amelia's clothes that are too small.
After the kitchen, I headed up stairs to start there as well, but ended up laying on the bed with Greg watching Hackers and playing DD (to which I later went down stairs once I realized that I had forgotten to make my credit card payment and then ended up talking with Ed for a about a half hour).
*Update*
I didn't quite finish the entry when I posted it. I became busy and didn't want to leave everyone hanging for something to read from me.
In any event, it's now the last hour of the work day (5:00pm est) and I've talked to Greg, Sean, and my Mom a few times. Greg is working at a different shop today and is hella bored and not motivated to work; he should be heading to the townhouse as I type. Sean, went to the Good Will and dropped off some items and then had to wait until 5 pm to even start moving items into his new place; in the meantime, he and Aaron took apart the couch (which is a huge sectional with a queen size sofa and a recliner all built in and weighs 12 tons, little exaggeration) and loaded that into the u-haul. Mom, when I last talked to her, was on her way to Sean's new place (though stuck in traffic in Crofton); to which I gave her general directions to.
In the meantime, I've been here, at work, answering so many phone calls since I am the only person in the queue. Yay.
I've been debating on whether or not to send an email to the condo guy to check on the status of our application, but I am too nervous because I fear another rejection. But, I am trying to be opptomistic and keep saying to myself "No news is good news", that is until I do get 'the news'. Greg seems to be handling this 'waiting' rather well, but he's more focused on the move than I am, or so it seems.
Mom's flight to Vegas leaves at like 6am tomorrow. She and her friends are renting a hotel room tonight so they can arrive to the airport at the same time. Mom is returning home on Tuesday, the 24th, at like 8pm. Greg and I have volunteered to pick Mom up from the airport (like he would pass on an opportunity to hang out at BWI)and take her to her car so she can head home. Then, on Wednesday, since I have the day off, I am going to take Amelia down to mom's so she can watch her and give Greg and I a break (of paying for the babysitter). I am very thankful that Mom hasn't gone back to work because without her help in watching Amelia, I have no idea what I would have done those few times we needed a babysitter.
I don't know what the full plan is tonight with where we're sleeping and what not. I believe, that I am going to spend the night at Greg's and start doing laundry and stuff, after we load up our cars and the truck, and then on Saturday go back to the townhouse to get the last of anything and finial cleaning. Ugh, this weekend might be hell. But, at least when Greg and I are ready to move out, as soon as we find a place, there won't be as much work. I hope.
Wish us luck that we're going to hear back from the condo guy and he's going to say "So, when do you three want to sign the lease and move in?"
And, my money is all gone.
Why?
I MADE MY FIRST CAR PAYMENT LAST NIGHT!
I am so adult right now, it's freaky.
After I made the car payment, I headed over to my credit card site to make their payment, but the system was down. Though, I did learn that they gave me a $100 credit increase! Hot damn!
Last night, I had an interesting chat with an old friend, Ed. Ed and I met in 2004. We met online and hung out on a simi-regular basis. I haven't seen Ed since June of 06, when he helped me clean my apartment before I moved to where I am leaving from this weekend. Ed and I did the "FWB" thing a few times, so all was good. I, at one point in time, did start to develop a 'crush' on Ed, but after I learned that he had feelings for another women (and has had feelings for her for over ten years), I knew that there wouldn't be anything more between us.
But, Ed wrote a few interesting things last night on Y! Messenger that has got me wondering; here are a few:
I said: Jessica (11:55 PM): yeah, I didn’t take it personally or anything. No hard feelings, I promise
Ed said: ********_evil (11:56 PM): I know- you’re so sweet, thats why I liked being with you
Hmm... he liked being with me? I knew we got a long pretty well, though we never went out; we just hung out in my apartment and chatted and 'whatnot'.
Then, he stated:
******_evil (12:09 AM): looks like you lost more weight in your pic- looking good!
Ed found me on MySpace, though never added me as friend (until last night), so who knows how long he's been checking me out. LOL
Then, in conclusion he wrote (as we were saying good night):
********_evil (12:31 AM): bye, Jess- LOVE YA!
Ok, from my past experience with guys, when it's the platonic 'love', they spell it as LUV, right? So, here we see Ed spelling it as LOVE...
I'm not reading into anything that isn't there (or I least I don't think it's there), don't get me wrong. But, I just thought it was interesting. Once Ed and I said our good byes, I went upstairs and told Greg about the conversation and he said that it sounded like Ed wants something that he can't have, being well aware that I am in a relationship. I guess that is possibly true, I don't know.
So, it was probably around midnight when I went to bed last night and I was some how awake and packing up my room by 7am. I was rudely awoken around 6:40 by my brother who was doing something with the hallway closet door.
Last night, Sean and I pretty much packed up the kitchen. We fought over the pots and pans because we both brought in a new set (I had received a nice set from my Grandma as a Christmas present and Sean said he bought a new set not too long before we moved in) when we moved. I stated one set was mine and he said it was his. Finally, I got the set that I stated as mine and he's taking the other set to Good Will and then he's going to buy his own new set. Then, we went through the dishes, which were all mine, except for a few bowls that he didn't want. We're donating a lot of things to Good Will, such as a dresser, entertainment unit, kitchen items and some of Amelia's clothes that are too small.
After the kitchen, I headed up stairs to start there as well, but ended up laying on the bed with Greg watching Hackers and playing DD (to which I later went down stairs once I realized that I had forgotten to make my credit card payment and then ended up talking with Ed for a about a half hour).
*Update*
I didn't quite finish the entry when I posted it. I became busy and didn't want to leave everyone hanging for something to read from me.
In any event, it's now the last hour of the work day (5:00pm est) and I've talked to Greg, Sean, and my Mom a few times. Greg is working at a different shop today and is hella bored and not motivated to work; he should be heading to the townhouse as I type. Sean, went to the Good Will and dropped off some items and then had to wait until 5 pm to even start moving items into his new place; in the meantime, he and Aaron took apart the couch (which is a huge sectional with a queen size sofa and a recliner all built in and weighs 12 tons, little exaggeration) and loaded that into the u-haul. Mom, when I last talked to her, was on her way to Sean's new place (though stuck in traffic in Crofton); to which I gave her general directions to.
In the meantime, I've been here, at work, answering so many phone calls since I am the only person in the queue. Yay.
I've been debating on whether or not to send an email to the condo guy to check on the status of our application, but I am too nervous because I fear another rejection. But, I am trying to be opptomistic and keep saying to myself "No news is good news", that is until I do get 'the news'. Greg seems to be handling this 'waiting' rather well, but he's more focused on the move than I am, or so it seems.
Mom's flight to Vegas leaves at like 6am tomorrow. She and her friends are renting a hotel room tonight so they can arrive to the airport at the same time. Mom is returning home on Tuesday, the 24th, at like 8pm. Greg and I have volunteered to pick Mom up from the airport (like he would pass on an opportunity to hang out at BWI)and take her to her car so she can head home. Then, on Wednesday, since I have the day off, I am going to take Amelia down to mom's so she can watch her and give Greg and I a break (of paying for the babysitter). I am very thankful that Mom hasn't gone back to work because without her help in watching Amelia, I have no idea what I would have done those few times we needed a babysitter.
I don't know what the full plan is tonight with where we're sleeping and what not. I believe, that I am going to spend the night at Greg's and start doing laundry and stuff, after we load up our cars and the truck, and then on Saturday go back to the townhouse to get the last of anything and finial cleaning. Ugh, this weekend might be hell. But, at least when Greg and I are ready to move out, as soon as we find a place, there won't be as much work. I hope.
Wish us luck that we're going to hear back from the condo guy and he's going to say "So, when do you three want to sign the lease and move in?"
16 July 2007
Cancelled, Homeless & In need of a Babysitter
So, apparently BG&E nor Comcast have 'hold' requests like the mail or newspaper services. So, I've cancelled both my BG&E account, which I opened back in 2002 and my Comcast services as of Aug. 1.
Ugh, it's weird to think that I am, technically in my mind, homeless as of the 20th. I don't have a place to call home, rather I have a place to stay 'as a favor'.
I really hope that Greg and I are able to find a place and soon. Previously, when he moved last October, I was his back-up option, but now that we are trying to move in together, there is no back-up (other than Churchton and we don't even know if that is an option anymore). I can't help but feel some anger towards someone as I struggle to find a place for Greg and I to start our life together. I would write more, to elaborate, but I promised I wouldn't (at least be public about it).
Oh, and I may need a sitter for next Wednesday, July 25th. Our baby sitter's husband, Greg's co-worker, is having surgery on that day. Mom, who is my back-up, would be available if she hadn't of just returned from her Vegas Extravaganza the previous evening, but her availability is up in the air since she doesn't know how she's going to feel after her mini-vacation.
I've just gotten off the phone with Greg and told him about the 'situation' and he's going to see if it's possible to take next Wednesday off since he has paid vacation days available and I'm still within the 'probationary period' (although, I have used some days already as 'borrowed', but I'd rather not do so anymore, if possible).
So, Greg thinks that I'll be moved into his place by the end of the week. This morning, we loaded up some of my tubs and bags that I've already packed into our cars to unload them into the storage unit that Greg is going to open up when he gets off of work today. Have I mentioned how much I hate moving? I did it so often when I was growing up that the mear thought of having to move puts a sour taste in my mouth. Blech! Although, this move is a little different than my past moves and this is mainly because I am moving in with someone that I am so excited about being with 24/7. In the meantime, Greg is spending the entire week at my place, as that was a compromise for not being 'allowed' (and I use that word liberly) to move in over the weekend.
Sheesh, it's only 3:25 as I write. And, I smell a fart or it could be eggs, but either way it stinks.
So, I've been 'rooting around' Blue Soups space, catching up on older postings and then checking out her blogs of choice and I've realized something; a majority of people in the UK use Wordpress as their blogging site. Over here, in the US, I've noticed the majority of users use Typepad or Blogger, then Wordpress. Typepad is neat, but isn't free. Blogger is, alright but I am liking the layout of Wordpress. It has some pretty neat options for set-up and such. So, I've been debating if I should just transfer all to Wordpress or keep things seperate. I did read on one persons post that she felt Wordpress was horrible since she lost a lot of her posts when she transferred from Blogger to Wordpress. Meh. This is the least of my concerns at the moment, but nothing more than a random running thought in my mind.
Who knows what the next thought will be...
Ugh, it's weird to think that I am, technically in my mind, homeless as of the 20th. I don't have a place to call home, rather I have a place to stay 'as a favor'.
I really hope that Greg and I are able to find a place and soon. Previously, when he moved last October, I was his back-up option, but now that we are trying to move in together, there is no back-up (other than Churchton and we don't even know if that is an option anymore). I can't help but feel some anger towards someone as I struggle to find a place for Greg and I to start our life together. I would write more, to elaborate, but I promised I wouldn't (at least be public about it).
Oh, and I may need a sitter for next Wednesday, July 25th. Our baby sitter's husband, Greg's co-worker, is having surgery on that day. Mom, who is my back-up, would be available if she hadn't of just returned from her Vegas Extravaganza the previous evening, but her availability is up in the air since she doesn't know how she's going to feel after her mini-vacation.
I've just gotten off the phone with Greg and told him about the 'situation' and he's going to see if it's possible to take next Wednesday off since he has paid vacation days available and I'm still within the 'probationary period' (although, I have used some days already as 'borrowed', but I'd rather not do so anymore, if possible).
So, Greg thinks that I'll be moved into his place by the end of the week. This morning, we loaded up some of my tubs and bags that I've already packed into our cars to unload them into the storage unit that Greg is going to open up when he gets off of work today. Have I mentioned how much I hate moving? I did it so often when I was growing up that the mear thought of having to move puts a sour taste in my mouth. Blech! Although, this move is a little different than my past moves and this is mainly because I am moving in with someone that I am so excited about being with 24/7. In the meantime, Greg is spending the entire week at my place, as that was a compromise for not being 'allowed' (and I use that word liberly) to move in over the weekend.
Sheesh, it's only 3:25 as I write. And, I smell a fart or it could be eggs, but either way it stinks.
So, I've been 'rooting around' Blue Soups space, catching up on older postings and then checking out her blogs of choice and I've realized something; a majority of people in the UK use Wordpress as their blogging site. Over here, in the US, I've noticed the majority of users use Typepad or Blogger, then Wordpress. Typepad is neat, but isn't free. Blogger is, alright but I am liking the layout of Wordpress. It has some pretty neat options for set-up and such. So, I've been debating if I should just transfer all to Wordpress or keep things seperate. I did read on one persons post that she felt Wordpress was horrible since she lost a lot of her posts when she transferred from Blogger to Wordpress. Meh. This is the least of my concerns at the moment, but nothing more than a random running thought in my mind.
Who knows what the next thought will be...
15 July 2007
Still Searching
This morning, Greg and I looked at the other condo. It was much nicer than the one we looked at last week as well as bigger. The bedrooms were huge and the 'master bedroom' has its own full bath and a ceiling fan (bonus points from Greg), a fireplace, decent sized deck, and tons of closet space!
Greg and I really liked this condo. The people were nice too. They didn't charge an application fee and don't run a credit check, basically they base their decision on our references. So, I have a good feeling about this one. Plus, they really adored Amelia.
The weekend has been... well, we just won't talk about it.
I don't really have to write about. I just wanted to mention the condo and how much Greg and I liked it.
Greg and I really liked this condo. The people were nice too. They didn't charge an application fee and don't run a credit check, basically they base their decision on our references. So, I have a good feeling about this one. Plus, they really adored Amelia.
The weekend has been... well, we just won't talk about it.
I don't really have to write about. I just wanted to mention the condo and how much Greg and I liked it.
Damn Hormones
This weekend has been difficult, to say the least.
Not much positivness, a lot of crying, and stress.
I'm not going to write about it, no purpose in re-living the whole weekend, only to keep re-reading it and keep reminding myself about it.
Yes, Greg and I are still together, just not living together, yet.
Not much positivness, a lot of crying, and stress.
I'm not going to write about it, no purpose in re-living the whole weekend, only to keep re-reading it and keep reminding myself about it.
Yes, Greg and I are still together, just not living together, yet.
13 July 2007
Thoughtful Friday
Yeah, nothing to really title this entry. I do try to keep the titles a little interesting, but some days the creative portion of my brain just isn't creative. I am going to assume for today, the creative portion is on a coffee break as I write.
Yesterday I went through my Flickr photos and selected a few, more like 27, for print. I am going to attempt this scrap booking thing. I selected photos from the first five months of Amelia's life and some of the outings we went (Cunningham Falls, O's game of Father's Day, etc) to as we all the Holidays we've had, thus far. My plan is to create a page of each 'event'. I don't when I am actually going to start this project with the move and all this weekend (for me) and next weekend (for Sean and Aaron), plus trying to save money for when ever Greg and I actually find a place to live on our own. But, on the bright side, the pictures I selected for print will only cost me $3.15 and I can go get them at the Target in Ellicott City (which I thought about picking up last night, but Greg wasn't interested in meeting me there and mentioned something about traffic being a nightmare).
Last night, I felt so... melancholy; just not with it emotionally. I spent two hours doing something I should have, even though it didn't really have an effect on me emotionally, but I was curious and such. During that two hour span, I spoke with my Mom for about 45 minutes. We chatted about the move, her trip next week to Las Vegas, the email we received from her Mom, my Grandma, about their vacation in Alaska and Canada (cruise, tours, the whole nine yards), as well as other 'girly' things. Around 10pm, we hung up; Sean and Aaron come home and I head up stairs for my shower and bed. Around 11pm, I try to call Greg but he was having cell phone difficulties and I was becoming frustrated. I felt a strong need to talk to Greg last night and his cell phone carrier was preventing us from talking. Finally, after nearly 15 minutes of attempts, I just left him a voicemail. After about 3-5 minutes of silence, Greg calls and we were able to hold a 12 minute conversation that wasn't interrupted by gargle and other non-comprehensive noises. I told Greg what I did last night and why I did it. He asked a few questions about why I did it and all; he wasn't upset or anything, but I felt like talking to him about it. Then, I asked what he did for the night and he told me that he played a little on the computer (games), consolidated one of his tubs, threw away a lot of old pictures from his last relationship, and talked to his Mom about me moving in this weekend. I asked why he threw away his old pictures and he pretty much did it for the same reasons I didn't keep my wedding pictures; one chapter closed and moving on. As for the conversation with his Mom about me moving in, she was hoping to have one more week to get ready, but if I have to move in this weekend, then I have to.
Also, last night Greg and I talked about our future wedding; just a little. I asked him if he wanted something more than a 'court house ceremony' and he said yes, which did surprise me. Then I asked what time of year would he like to marry. We didn't pick a season, but I suggested Fall for all the pretty colors. I think a winter wedding, though beautiful if there is snow, would be too risky for any type of weather related reasons for cancellation (as many birthday parties of mine were cancelled due to snow). Spring is an option as well. Summer, is too typical and can be hot. If I had to choose, I would plan a Fall wedding (10/10/09 would be possible because I'm weird and want the month and date to match, just like my birthday, 02/02); I think the temperature, outside lighting and scenery would be just right. So, it looks like Greg and I might have an actually wedding when we marry, which means I would have to plan a wedding! When Adam and I decided to wed, I did the invitations and my Mom and Grandma did the rest. There wasn't anything to really plan. I already knew I didn't want a traditional wedding, I felt it was a waste of money. So, my wedding was in Annapolis's court house and the following day, we had a BBQ at the Churchton house. Nothing special in my eyes. But, now that Greg and I are starting to talk about getting married and what not, I do want to make it special, though not extravagant. I would still rather spend the money on the honeymoon than the wedding. As of now, the honeymoon is still a 2 week European cruise. Greg has even shared this with some of his co-workers!
Sometimes, the relationship Greg and I have seems unreal. At times, I can't believe that Greg and I are actually in a relationship with each other. Don't get me wrong, I love this feeling of being in love with someone, the butterflies that he gives me when ever I see him or when he gives me a call at work. Greg, I swear, is probably one of the most amazing and caring people I've ever met. Sometimes, I wonder, when I compare the relationship I had with Adam to what I have with Greg, what was I thinking while I was with Adam? I know it's not fair to compare the two, but my feelings are night and day difference between them (comparing my feelings while with Adam vs. my feelings while with Greg). With Adam, I was in no hurry to actually marry him. We were engaged for about two years before I finally decided that we needed to either progress or move on without each other. Adam has absolutely no interested in the wedding details whatsoever. I would ask him for his opinion and he said he wasn't interested and that I could so whatever I wanted. Yet, when I would decide on something, later he would complain about some minute detail that he didn't like. Why did I marry Adam? I settled. Thus, my one life lesson to never repeat and the one thing I would change from my past if I could.
Greg, on the other hand, is someone that I can not wait to spend the rest of my life with. I can't wait until we buy our first house together and go on family vacations with Amelia (and maybe our future son or daughter) and just grow up together. Greg truly is someone I want to spend the rest of my life. And, this is something I've known, though denied myself, for a little over a year now and Greg has felt the same about me.
There was one point in time last year that I thought about 'dating' but I couldn't bring myself to actually start seeing other guys because I didn't want to 'phase' Greg out of my life. This was all before I knew I was pregnant. I was even talking to another guy and thought about meeting up with him one night in October. I told Greg about it (we were chatting via text messages) and he told me that he was feeling a bit jealous and was afraid to loose me (I did save those text messages). I've asked Greg on many occasions why he didn't tell me his feelings for me earlier and he replies that he was too afraid. Such a silly boy.
I'm not exactly sure why I've divulged myself into these thoughts. In anyevent, I am going to blame it on my cycle. But, if you think about it... at least I am not acting like a weeping girly girl, just feeling a little emotional in retrospect.
Well, I leave in a half hour to get Amelia and head over to Dr. PaPa. I am so curious to see how much Amelia weighs. I, on the other hand, am not excited about her getting shots and the mood she is in afterwards. I have a feeling Amelia will be going to bed early tonight.
Tomorrow, starts a new journey: being with Greg everyday.
Yesterday I went through my Flickr photos and selected a few, more like 27, for print. I am going to attempt this scrap booking thing. I selected photos from the first five months of Amelia's life and some of the outings we went (Cunningham Falls, O's game of Father's Day, etc) to as we all the Holidays we've had, thus far. My plan is to create a page of each 'event'. I don't when I am actually going to start this project with the move and all this weekend (for me) and next weekend (for Sean and Aaron), plus trying to save money for when ever Greg and I actually find a place to live on our own. But, on the bright side, the pictures I selected for print will only cost me $3.15 and I can go get them at the Target in Ellicott City (which I thought about picking up last night, but Greg wasn't interested in meeting me there and mentioned something about traffic being a nightmare).
Last night, I felt so... melancholy; just not with it emotionally. I spent two hours doing something I should have, even though it didn't really have an effect on me emotionally, but I was curious and such. During that two hour span, I spoke with my Mom for about 45 minutes. We chatted about the move, her trip next week to Las Vegas, the email we received from her Mom, my Grandma, about their vacation in Alaska and Canada (cruise, tours, the whole nine yards), as well as other 'girly' things. Around 10pm, we hung up; Sean and Aaron come home and I head up stairs for my shower and bed. Around 11pm, I try to call Greg but he was having cell phone difficulties and I was becoming frustrated. I felt a strong need to talk to Greg last night and his cell phone carrier was preventing us from talking. Finally, after nearly 15 minutes of attempts, I just left him a voicemail. After about 3-5 minutes of silence, Greg calls and we were able to hold a 12 minute conversation that wasn't interrupted by gargle and other non-comprehensive noises. I told Greg what I did last night and why I did it. He asked a few questions about why I did it and all; he wasn't upset or anything, but I felt like talking to him about it. Then, I asked what he did for the night and he told me that he played a little on the computer (games), consolidated one of his tubs, threw away a lot of old pictures from his last relationship, and talked to his Mom about me moving in this weekend. I asked why he threw away his old pictures and he pretty much did it for the same reasons I didn't keep my wedding pictures; one chapter closed and moving on. As for the conversation with his Mom about me moving in, she was hoping to have one more week to get ready, but if I have to move in this weekend, then I have to.
Also, last night Greg and I talked about our future wedding; just a little. I asked him if he wanted something more than a 'court house ceremony' and he said yes, which did surprise me. Then I asked what time of year would he like to marry. We didn't pick a season, but I suggested Fall for all the pretty colors. I think a winter wedding, though beautiful if there is snow, would be too risky for any type of weather related reasons for cancellation (as many birthday parties of mine were cancelled due to snow). Spring is an option as well. Summer, is too typical and can be hot. If I had to choose, I would plan a Fall wedding (10/10/09 would be possible because I'm weird and want the month and date to match, just like my birthday, 02/02); I think the temperature, outside lighting and scenery would be just right. So, it looks like Greg and I might have an actually wedding when we marry, which means I would have to plan a wedding! When Adam and I decided to wed, I did the invitations and my Mom and Grandma did the rest. There wasn't anything to really plan. I already knew I didn't want a traditional wedding, I felt it was a waste of money. So, my wedding was in Annapolis's court house and the following day, we had a BBQ at the Churchton house. Nothing special in my eyes. But, now that Greg and I are starting to talk about getting married and what not, I do want to make it special, though not extravagant. I would still rather spend the money on the honeymoon than the wedding. As of now, the honeymoon is still a 2 week European cruise. Greg has even shared this with some of his co-workers!
Sometimes, the relationship Greg and I have seems unreal. At times, I can't believe that Greg and I are actually in a relationship with each other. Don't get me wrong, I love this feeling of being in love with someone, the butterflies that he gives me when ever I see him or when he gives me a call at work. Greg, I swear, is probably one of the most amazing and caring people I've ever met. Sometimes, I wonder, when I compare the relationship I had with Adam to what I have with Greg, what was I thinking while I was with Adam? I know it's not fair to compare the two, but my feelings are night and day difference between them (comparing my feelings while with Adam vs. my feelings while with Greg). With Adam, I was in no hurry to actually marry him. We were engaged for about two years before I finally decided that we needed to either progress or move on without each other. Adam has absolutely no interested in the wedding details whatsoever. I would ask him for his opinion and he said he wasn't interested and that I could so whatever I wanted. Yet, when I would decide on something, later he would complain about some minute detail that he didn't like. Why did I marry Adam? I settled. Thus, my one life lesson to never repeat and the one thing I would change from my past if I could.
Greg, on the other hand, is someone that I can not wait to spend the rest of my life with. I can't wait until we buy our first house together and go on family vacations with Amelia (and maybe our future son or daughter) and just grow up together. Greg truly is someone I want to spend the rest of my life. And, this is something I've known, though denied myself, for a little over a year now and Greg has felt the same about me.
There was one point in time last year that I thought about 'dating' but I couldn't bring myself to actually start seeing other guys because I didn't want to 'phase' Greg out of my life. This was all before I knew I was pregnant. I was even talking to another guy and thought about meeting up with him one night in October. I told Greg about it (we were chatting via text messages) and he told me that he was feeling a bit jealous and was afraid to loose me (I did save those text messages). I've asked Greg on many occasions why he didn't tell me his feelings for me earlier and he replies that he was too afraid. Such a silly boy.
I'm not exactly sure why I've divulged myself into these thoughts. In anyevent, I am going to blame it on my cycle. But, if you think about it... at least I am not acting like a weeping girly girl, just feeling a little emotional in retrospect.
Well, I leave in a half hour to get Amelia and head over to Dr. PaPa. I am so curious to see how much Amelia weighs. I, on the other hand, am not excited about her getting shots and the mood she is in afterwards. I have a feeling Amelia will be going to bed early tonight.
Tomorrow, starts a new journey: being with Greg everyday.
12 July 2007
Tidbit Thursday
Last night, around 9-ish, my brother calls to inform us (Aaron, Greg, and me) that JM, the owner of the townhouse, is visiting tomorrow (today) to show the townhouse to a potential renter!
If you've seen the pictures on my Flickr account (and you're going to have to root around in there to find them) of various rooms around the townhouse, then you have an idea of what the usual state of disaster the place is. So, it wasn't fun to start a mad dash of cleaning/packing at 9pm. But, surprisingly, we accomplished A LOT in a little over an hour.
Here was the Plan of Action:
Kitchen: Me
Living/Dining Area: Greg
Upstairs hallway and bathroom: Aaron
The kitchen was a huge mess. This past week, we've been cooking our meals rather than ordering out to save some money. So, you can probably imagine the state of mess the kitchen was in. I don't think anyone had cleaned up their cooking mess (pots and pans, plates, etc) since last Saturday. Seriously. But, on a bright side, the dishes in the dishwasher were clean, just nothing else in the kitchen was. Personally, I LOVE to clean kitchens. Of all rooms in the house to clean, I feel the kitchen shows the most 'work done' when cleaning the kitchen is complete. On the other hand, I absolutely HATE putting the dishes away. I can not stand it one bit. I was under the impression, with the 'deal' Aaron and I made so many months ago, that Aaron was going to unload the dishwasher and I would load it. Uh, yeah, I can't remember the last time Aaron unloaded the dishwasher. Anyway, last night, Greg unloaded the dishwasher for me and I continued with cleaning the kitchen. Oh, just to give you a more accurate image for your imagination about the complete mess the kitchen was in, there were so many dirty dishes in the sink, and on the counter and stove, that I ended up washing a good amount by hand as well. Once the dishes were washed and/or loaded in the dishwasher, I began working on the counters and stove. Like I said, no one had cleaned or straightened up their cooking messes since last Saturday, so the stove and counter needed much work. With the stove, I debated if I wanted to clean the inside as well, but decided to do that before we move out. But, I did take out the burners and cleaned that nasty ring around the burner and all the gunk that falls into the stove, Yay Me, as well as cleaned the front and hood of the stove. Then, came the kitchen floor. We have a rug in front of the sink that the dog likes to lay on so it was full of hair. At first, I tried to just sweep the rug, but that was futile and ended up getting my old vacuum cleaner out; and while I was vacuuming the rug, I decided to vacuum the a/c vent since the tree fell into it (another weird story to tell). So, as I was doing all of the above, Greg and Aaron were doing their things as well, then Greg comes into the kitchen and we have the following conversation:
Greg: "Wow! The kitchen looks amazing!"
Me: "Thanks"
Greg: "Seriously, you did a great job. The kitchen was a complete mess when you started."
Me: "Yeah, well I like cleaning the kitchen. I just hate unloading the dishwasher."
Greg: "Oh My God! You're so amazing. I am so totally going to marry you. (Me giving him a puzzled look) Our relationship is going to be perfect; I don't like cleaning the kitchen and don't mind unloading the dishwasher.
Me: "Ah. I see."
So, based on that conversation, I am going to assume that I will be the one that will be cleaning the kitchen and he will be unloading the dishwasher. Meh. Works for me.
Oy! What a day, what a day.
First and foremost, I started the dreaded monthly thing. Which, was weird I might add and the reason being is because I've had no warnings from my body that 'it' was coming, unlike the last few months. Oh, and had weird conversation with Greg this morning pertaining to my visitor (who, I might add was later than I was expecting and getting slightly worried since I didn't have any heads up IF she was even coming...), but here goes the conversation:
Me: "Shit"
Greg: "What?... Oh"
(I was in the bathroom going pee-pee and left the door open, so when I said "shit" he looked over and saw the reasoning in my ALL WHITE underwear)
Me: "Can you get me a pad and change of underwear?"
Greg: "Where are the pads?" ... "Oh, here they are"
Greg walks to the bathroom door about to hand me the requested items when I state...
Me: "I don't want that pair of underwear, they're too big. Can you find me another pair?"
Greg give me that look and tosses the pad at me as he looks for another pair of underwear...
Greg: "Are these ok?"
Me: "Yes, thank you"
Greg tosses the better pair to me and the rest of the morning insues...
The morning starts off nice and slow. I read my comic strip, check the email and reply, read the news, etc... create this post, and decide to play with blogger templates. I feel it's time to change the layout and what not.
So, for a good chunck of the morning I am searching google for templates and what not and play with the HTML. All the way, previewing what I've done along the way. I didn't save anything because I kept getting distracted by work and the internet.
Later in the day, I check my blog. To my surprise the post from this morning doesn't show up, even after I closed IE, cleaned out my history, cache, and cookies.
Now I wonder if this post is even going to make it for everyone's viewing pleasure.
But, I shall write as if nothing's going on... I can fake it pretty well.
Damn. I forgot what else I was going to say...
If I remember, I'll write it tonight, otherwise, I'm just going to finish this and find something else to do.
If you've seen the pictures on my Flickr account (and you're going to have to root around in there to find them) of various rooms around the townhouse, then you have an idea of what the usual state of disaster the place is. So, it wasn't fun to start a mad dash of cleaning/packing at 9pm. But, surprisingly, we accomplished A LOT in a little over an hour.
Here was the Plan of Action:
The kitchen was a huge mess. This past week, we've been cooking our meals rather than ordering out to save some money. So, you can probably imagine the state of mess the kitchen was in. I don't think anyone had cleaned up their cooking mess (pots and pans, plates, etc) since last Saturday. Seriously. But, on a bright side, the dishes in the dishwasher were clean, just nothing else in the kitchen was. Personally, I LOVE to clean kitchens. Of all rooms in the house to clean, I feel the kitchen shows the most 'work done' when cleaning the kitchen is complete. On the other hand, I absolutely HATE putting the dishes away. I can not stand it one bit. I was under the impression, with the 'deal' Aaron and I made so many months ago, that Aaron was going to unload the dishwasher and I would load it. Uh, yeah, I can't remember the last time Aaron unloaded the dishwasher. Anyway, last night, Greg unloaded the dishwasher for me and I continued with cleaning the kitchen. Oh, just to give you a more accurate image for your imagination about the complete mess the kitchen was in, there were so many dirty dishes in the sink, and on the counter and stove, that I ended up washing a good amount by hand as well. Once the dishes were washed and/or loaded in the dishwasher, I began working on the counters and stove. Like I said, no one had cleaned or straightened up their cooking messes since last Saturday, so the stove and counter needed much work. With the stove, I debated if I wanted to clean the inside as well, but decided to do that before we move out. But, I did take out the burners and cleaned that nasty ring around the burner and all the gunk that falls into the stove, Yay Me, as well as cleaned the front and hood of the stove. Then, came the kitchen floor. We have a rug in front of the sink that the dog likes to lay on so it was full of hair. At first, I tried to just sweep the rug, but that was futile and ended up getting my old vacuum cleaner out; and while I was vacuuming the rug, I decided to vacuum the a/c vent since the tree fell into it (another weird story to tell). So, as I was doing all of the above, Greg and Aaron were doing their things as well, then Greg comes into the kitchen and we have the following conversation:
Greg: "Wow! The kitchen looks amazing!"
Me: "Thanks"
Greg: "Seriously, you did a great job. The kitchen was a complete mess when you started."
Me: "Yeah, well I like cleaning the kitchen. I just hate unloading the dishwasher."
Greg: "Oh My God! You're so amazing. I am so totally going to marry you. (Me giving him a puzzled look) Our relationship is going to be perfect; I don't like cleaning the kitchen and don't mind unloading the dishwasher.
Me: "Ah. I see."
So, based on that conversation, I am going to assume that I will be the one that will be cleaning the kitchen and he will be unloading the dishwasher. Meh. Works for me.
Oy! What a day, what a day.
First and foremost, I started the dreaded monthly thing. Which, was weird I might add and the reason being is because I've had no warnings from my body that 'it' was coming, unlike the last few months. Oh, and had weird conversation with Greg this morning pertaining to my visitor (who, I might add was later than I was expecting and getting slightly worried since I didn't have any heads up IF she was even coming...), but here goes the conversation:
Me: "Shit"
Greg: "What?... Oh"
(I was in the bathroom going pee-pee and left the door open, so when I said "shit" he looked over and saw the reasoning in my ALL WHITE underwear)
Me: "Can you get me a pad and change of underwear?"
Greg: "Where are the pads?" ... "Oh, here they are"
Greg walks to the bathroom door about to hand me the requested items when I state...
Me: "I don't want that pair of underwear, they're too big. Can you find me another pair?"
Greg give me that look and tosses the pad at me as he looks for another pair of underwear...
Greg: "Are these ok?"
Me: "Yes, thank you"
Greg tosses the better pair to me and the rest of the morning insues...
The morning starts off nice and slow. I read my comic strip, check the email and reply, read the news, etc... create this post, and decide to play with blogger templates. I feel it's time to change the layout and what not.
So, for a good chunck of the morning I am searching google for templates and what not and play with the HTML. All the way, previewing what I've done along the way. I didn't save anything because I kept getting distracted by work and the internet.
Later in the day, I check my blog. To my surprise the post from this morning doesn't show up, even after I closed IE, cleaned out my history, cache, and cookies.
Now I wonder if this post is even going to make it for everyone's viewing pleasure.
But, I shall write as if nothing's going on... I can fake it pretty well.
Damn. I forgot what else I was going to say...
If I remember, I'll write it tonight, otherwise, I'm just going to finish this and find something else to do.
11 July 2007
Is it really Wednesday?
Sheesh, it doesn't feel like Wednesday. As a matter of fact, it doesn't feel like any particular day of the week.
I haven't heard from the realtor about the condo in Glen Burnie, so I guess it's still in negotiation. I will follow-up with another email tomorrow if I don't hear anything by then.
This morning, I found two other places to look at; one is in the Ft. Meade area and the other is in Odenton. The one in Ft. Meade is a townhouse with the 'lease to own' option which is interesting. The place in Odenton is a condo and is cheaper than the townhouse in Ft. Meade. Either way, I've sent an email to both places and now I just wait for a response.
Waiting for something, anything, is the worst thing in the world. One usually has absolutely nothing to do while they wait, other than have random thoughts and shit run through their mind. Bah! Humbug.
Sensing a little negativity? Yeah, I'm feeling a little negative at the moment. I'm slightly irritated at Greg and this whole 'where am I going to live this time next week' situation. Greg was suppose to call me last night after he spoke with his Mom, but he never did. I called him this morning to ask about the conversation and to find out why he didn't call (which I already knew why as soon as I woke up); His Mom would rather wait until the last minute (from my perspective) for Amelia and me to move in which would be the weekend of July 21. I, on the other hand, want to move in this weekend and get the shit done and over with! When I asked Greg why his Mom wants to wait, he said something along the lines of "holding out as long as possible", to which I interpreted as "still want my space, even though I offered to allow you to live here." The 'plan', according to Greg's Mom, was to move my non-essentials into the apartment this coming weekend and then complete the move the following weekend. I am not feeling so 'kosher' with this plan. Why? Are you ready for my answer (warning: I'm just going to write everything my brain sends to my fingers and not correct any grammar, punctuation, or spelling after this), here it is: My move is going to be simple, in the aspect of 'stuff'. Greg and I are throwing just about everything that I own away, except for the essentials (clothes, mine and Amelia's, and knick-knacks). What we're planning to throw away are my bed and dresser since we now have Pats to use/keep, and we're going to put my dining room set and tv's into a storage unit. So, that pretty much sums up my moving. There isn't that much. Also, another reason why I want to get out before Sean and Aaron start to move is so that all of us arn't moving out at the same time and trying to clean the townhouse. I just feel things will be easier if I get the head start and leave before Sean an Aaron, come back to help with their move and to finish the cleaning. That is my plan of action. And, it seems that I am the only person seeing the logic in this plan. Ugh, why do I have to be so 'OCD' about the weirdest shit. Also, with his Mom wanting to wait until I HAVE TO move in makes me feel like she really doesn't want us, Amelia and me, there and only offered the place because of the extra money she's going to be getting from me, which isn't 100% true, I know, but that's how I am feeling about it (I asked Greg why his Mom had the change of heart from the conversation in March and he said something along the lines of 'She was afraid of a repeat from when Emily was here' ).**Good Grief, that post took forever for me to find!**
Another stress I have is my Mom. She's begun to nag me about finding a place to live and that Greg and I can't be so picky and that we need to make a decision now and bla bla bla. Yes, Mom, I know Mom, ugh! I know she's just looking out for us and that she doesn't want Amelia and I to be living in such a cramped place (or so she says; i'm sensing a little bit of 'Grandma Jealousy' since Amelia will be 'living' with one of three Grandma's when I know Mom would LOVE it if it were possible for us to stay with her instead).
Aaarrghh!! I just want this to end; the where and when of moving and things related. I am so tempted to just, be like, "Fuck it, I don't care anymore, I'll move when ever you want me to" with an attitude. But, that so isn't me.
I haven't heard from the realtor about the condo in Glen Burnie, so I guess it's still in negotiation. I will follow-up with another email tomorrow if I don't hear anything by then.
This morning, I found two other places to look at; one is in the Ft. Meade area and the other is in Odenton. The one in Ft. Meade is a townhouse with the 'lease to own' option which is interesting. The place in Odenton is a condo and is cheaper than the townhouse in Ft. Meade. Either way, I've sent an email to both places and now I just wait for a response.
Waiting for something, anything, is the worst thing in the world. One usually has absolutely nothing to do while they wait, other than have random thoughts and shit run through their mind. Bah! Humbug.
Sensing a little negativity? Yeah, I'm feeling a little negative at the moment. I'm slightly irritated at Greg and this whole 'where am I going to live this time next week' situation. Greg was suppose to call me last night after he spoke with his Mom, but he never did. I called him this morning to ask about the conversation and to find out why he didn't call (which I already knew why as soon as I woke up); His Mom would rather wait until the last minute (from my perspective) for Amelia and me to move in which would be the weekend of July 21. I, on the other hand, want to move in this weekend and get the shit done and over with! When I asked Greg why his Mom wants to wait, he said something along the lines of "holding out as long as possible", to which I interpreted as "still want my space, even though I offered to allow you to live here." The 'plan', according to Greg's Mom, was to move my non-essentials into the apartment this coming weekend and then complete the move the following weekend. I am not feeling so 'kosher' with this plan. Why? Are you ready for my answer (warning: I'm just going to write everything my brain sends to my fingers and not correct any grammar, punctuation, or spelling after this), here it is: My move is going to be simple, in the aspect of 'stuff'. Greg and I are throwing just about everything that I own away, except for the essentials (clothes, mine and Amelia's, and knick-knacks). What we're planning to throw away are my bed and dresser since we now have Pats to use/keep, and we're going to put my dining room set and tv's into a storage unit. So, that pretty much sums up my moving. There isn't that much. Also, another reason why I want to get out before Sean and Aaron start to move is so that all of us arn't moving out at the same time and trying to clean the townhouse. I just feel things will be easier if I get the head start and leave before Sean an Aaron, come back to help with their move and to finish the cleaning. That is my plan of action. And, it seems that I am the only person seeing the logic in this plan. Ugh, why do I have to be so 'OCD' about the weirdest shit. Also, with his Mom wanting to wait until I HAVE TO move in makes me feel like she really doesn't want us, Amelia and me, there and only offered the place because of the extra money she's going to be getting from me, which isn't 100% true, I know, but that's how I am feeling about it (I asked Greg why his Mom had the change of heart from the conversation in March and he said something along the lines of 'She was afraid of a repeat from when Emily was here' ).**Good Grief, that post took forever for me to find!**
Another stress I have is my Mom. She's begun to nag me about finding a place to live and that Greg and I can't be so picky and that we need to make a decision now and bla bla bla. Yes, Mom, I know Mom, ugh! I know she's just looking out for us and that she doesn't want Amelia and I to be living in such a cramped place (or so she says; i'm sensing a little bit of 'Grandma Jealousy' since Amelia will be 'living' with one of three Grandma's when I know Mom would LOVE it if it were possible for us to stay with her instead).
Aaarrghh!! I just want this to end; the where and when of moving and things related. I am so tempted to just, be like, "Fuck it, I don't care anymore, I'll move when ever you want me to" with an attitude. But, that so isn't me.
10 July 2007
A little of this & that
Just before I left work last night, the person about the house for rent in Pasadena returned my call. We chatted for about twenty minutes. It was a very good conversation. The details about the house:
Big Yard
Washer Dryer
Cable and Internet are included in the rent
Big rooms (kitchen, living, dining and bedrooms)
1.5 baths
And the reasons why we are not going to apply:
No dishwasher
No central air conditioning
We could do without the dishwasher, but it was the lack of central air that was the deal breaker. Greg and I need air conditioning and window units don't count. Plus, when I asked how much the utility bill averages, she stated $250, which is way more than what we've been paying at the townhouse (highest in the last 12 months was $190).
Then, this morning when I checked my email there was an email about the condo that Greg and I looked at over the weekend. The reason we haven't received the application is because the unit is under 'negotiation' and this is what the realtor stated:
"...will let you know tomorrow if we have an offer to buy or not. If we do not, the owner definitely wishes to have you 3 rent the condo."
Greg and I haven't even 'applied' to the place! Fortunately, they only run a credit check and my debit is low, so I am not worried about that.
During my break, I called my Mom to give her an update on what's going on with the move and what not. I told her about the house and the email I received from the realtor, she asked what are Greg and I going to do and I told her that we are not interested in the house and that we felt the condo was too small. She stated that Greg and I are not in a situation to be picky (don't you hate it when Mom's are right?) and that we should choose, otherwise we're going to be doing the same thing in another 6 weeks whereas we could have some stability if we were to choose the house or condo. Damnit, she's right. So, I called Greg and told him about the email from the realtor and the conversation I had with Mom and he pretty much agreed with what she said. Plus, I added bits of the conversation Greg and I had last night as we were talking about the house and moving in with his Mom, and one thing Greg mentioned was that he wants his own place. So, if the condo doesn't get sold, then Greg and I are going to apply.
In other news...
I'm thinking about starting a 'hobby', even though I know I won't be committed to it. But, I was thinking that I haven't done anything with all those pictures I've taken of Amelia. I don't have a photo book or anything. So, when Greg and I were at Target on Sunday, I went down the scrapbooking isle to take a gander at the options and such. Woah! That would take some serious time and dedication, either of which I don't know if I have. Shoot, about 4 years ago, I started knitting and I never finish a single scarf that I started (and there were about 4). So, I just worry that I am going to spend money on something that I am not going to do so then the money spent would be a waste.
And the reasons why we are not going to apply:
We could do without the dishwasher, but it was the lack of central air that was the deal breaker. Greg and I need air conditioning and window units don't count. Plus, when I asked how much the utility bill averages, she stated $250, which is way more than what we've been paying at the townhouse (highest in the last 12 months was $190).
Then, this morning when I checked my email there was an email about the condo that Greg and I looked at over the weekend. The reason we haven't received the application is because the unit is under 'negotiation' and this is what the realtor stated:
"...will let you know tomorrow if we have an offer to buy or not. If we do not, the owner definitely wishes to have you 3 rent the condo."
Greg and I haven't even 'applied' to the place! Fortunately, they only run a credit check and my debit is low, so I am not worried about that.
During my break, I called my Mom to give her an update on what's going on with the move and what not. I told her about the house and the email I received from the realtor, she asked what are Greg and I going to do and I told her that we are not interested in the house and that we felt the condo was too small. She stated that Greg and I are not in a situation to be picky (don't you hate it when Mom's are right?) and that we should choose, otherwise we're going to be doing the same thing in another 6 weeks whereas we could have some stability if we were to choose the house or condo. Damnit, she's right. So, I called Greg and told him about the email from the realtor and the conversation I had with Mom and he pretty much agreed with what she said. Plus, I added bits of the conversation Greg and I had last night as we were talking about the house and moving in with his Mom, and one thing Greg mentioned was that he wants his own place. So, if the condo doesn't get sold, then Greg and I are going to apply.
In other news...
I'm thinking about starting a 'hobby', even though I know I won't be committed to it. But, I was thinking that I haven't done anything with all those pictures I've taken of Amelia. I don't have a photo book or anything. So, when Greg and I were at Target on Sunday, I went down the scrapbooking isle to take a gander at the options and such. Woah! That would take some serious time and dedication, either of which I don't know if I have. Shoot, about 4 years ago, I started knitting and I never finish a single scarf that I started (and there were about 4). So, I just worry that I am going to spend money on something that I am not going to do so then the money spent would be a waste.
09 July 2007
Execute Plan C
Last night, Greg called and told me that his Mom has offered to us, Amelia and me, to move into their place for two months. Greg's Mom brought this up; Greg didn't ask or approach her about this option, this was all on her! We were both rather surprised, especially since she rejected the idea without a second thought earlier this year.
So, it looks like I will be moving in with Greg and his family, probably this coming weekend and next.
Greg doesn't want to apply for the condo that we looked at on Saturday. He feels he would be settling if we moved there and he doesn't want to settle.
This morning, I tried calling my Mom to let her know what the new plan is, but I dial Greg's cell phone by accident (force of habit since both Greg's number and my Mom's cell number start with '443-9'), so we chatted for a few minutes and we talked about the plan of me moving in with them and that I mentioned that Denise is dying to see Amelia and that I'm sure she was planning on flying in this summer (Greg's mom has no desire to meet Denise, much less have her in her home) and that is when Greg mentioned "That was your big surprise". Apparently, Greg and Denise have talked and/or planned on a trip to Michigan in August! But, with all the trouble we've had with finding a place to live, Greg wasn't sure it was going to happen. So, if we do move in with his Mom for a couple of months, it more than likely will happen! This is exciting, yet nerve wracking and the reason being is Greg is debating on whether to fly or drive to Michigan. I say fly, but Greg isn't sure how Amelia will do with the flight, but we have an appointment with Amelia's Pediatrician this Friday and we're going to ask then.
Earlier today, I found a house for rent in Pasadena and I called and left a message. I sent Greg an email about the ad and he said he thinks we should try.
Ok, so I am feeling a bit conflicted:
Greg's Mom is charging us to live at the current location. Granted, Greg already pays a portion of the bills and rent, but my conflict is how much she's going to be charging me. Yes, it's less than what I am currently paying (the rate includes the utilities and food), but I don't feel that I am going to be using that much for the rate she's charging. Greg and I are going to probably spend 90% of our time in his bedroom since that is the only place where we would have privacy and I just don't think the total amount that Greg and I are going to be paying is fair for what we're actually receiving. But, at the same time, we don't have to pay for utilities or groceries (at least I don't think we're paying for groceries), yet, then again, Greg and I are only getting a bedroom to call our own rather than an entire condo/house. Ugh, so conflicted. But, after talking it out with a co-worker, I guess it all makes sense on the price when it's broken down. I guess I'm not happy with only having a bedroom as my only place of space.
Greg's job is relocating him to a different shop in Baltimore for the rest of the week. The shop doesn't have internet access which means Greg and I won't be able to email each other and I hate calling him while he's at work. But, I did give Greg my DS in case he get's bored.
Well, the day is finally coming to an end. I have done some work, it has been sorta busy, but I've been mostly thinking and chatting online with Melissa (love the new email set up from Y!). I have a lot more to write about, but I've run outta time (it's 5:55pm as I finish).
So, it looks like I will be moving in with Greg and his family, probably this coming weekend and next.
Greg doesn't want to apply for the condo that we looked at on Saturday. He feels he would be settling if we moved there and he doesn't want to settle.
This morning, I tried calling my Mom to let her know what the new plan is, but I dial Greg's cell phone by accident (force of habit since both Greg's number and my Mom's cell number start with '443-9'), so we chatted for a few minutes and we talked about the plan of me moving in with them and that I mentioned that Denise is dying to see Amelia and that I'm sure she was planning on flying in this summer (Greg's mom has no desire to meet Denise, much less have her in her home) and that is when Greg mentioned "That was your big surprise". Apparently, Greg and Denise have talked and/or planned on a trip to Michigan in August! But, with all the trouble we've had with finding a place to live, Greg wasn't sure it was going to happen. So, if we do move in with his Mom for a couple of months, it more than likely will happen! This is exciting, yet nerve wracking and the reason being is Greg is debating on whether to fly or drive to Michigan. I say fly, but Greg isn't sure how Amelia will do with the flight, but we have an appointment with Amelia's Pediatrician this Friday and we're going to ask then.
Earlier today, I found a house for rent in Pasadena and I called and left a message. I sent Greg an email about the ad and he said he thinks we should try.
Ok, so I am feeling a bit conflicted:
Greg's Mom is charging us to live at the current location. Granted, Greg already pays a portion of the bills and rent, but my conflict is how much she's going to be charging me. Yes, it's less than what I am currently paying (the rate includes the utilities and food), but I don't feel that I am going to be using that much for the rate she's charging. Greg and I are going to probably spend 90% of our time in his bedroom since that is the only place where we would have privacy and I just don't think the total amount that Greg and I are going to be paying is fair for what we're actually receiving. But, at the same time, we don't have to pay for utilities or groceries (at least I don't think we're paying for groceries), yet, then again, Greg and I are only getting a bedroom to call our own rather than an entire condo/house. Ugh, so conflicted. But, after talking it out with a co-worker, I guess it all makes sense on the price when it's broken down. I guess I'm not happy with only having a bedroom as my only place of space.
Greg's job is relocating him to a different shop in Baltimore for the rest of the week. The shop doesn't have internet access which means Greg and I won't be able to email each other and I hate calling him while he's at work. But, I did give Greg my DS in case he get's bored.
Well, the day is finally coming to an end. I have done some work, it has been sorta busy, but I've been mostly thinking and chatting online with Melissa (love the new email set up from Y!). I have a lot more to write about, but I've run outta time (it's 5:55pm as I finish).
07 July 2007
Weekend Update: Saturday
So, Greg and I checked out the condo in Glen Burnie. It was much smaller than we were expecting/hoping, though it's doable for us. It has a really nice kitchen with two windows in it. We decided to apply to rent the place. Although there are some weird things about the 'lease'; one being a detectable of $75 to replace/repair any appliance. I asked if we would be refunded the deductible and the realtor wasn't sure. The reason I asked is because I think it's weird that we pay the owner a detectable on something that we don't own. Maybe it's just me.
Here are the events of the day, aside from the above paragraph:
Today, I finished my grocery shopping and spent $65, but at least I bought enough food for the rest of the week. Last night, I wanted to do some grocery shopping after work, since I got off early and wasn't going to have Amelia with me, but I left my checkbook at home and only had about $40 in cash. So, I only picked up what was needed for the night
I went to Blockbuster and opened an account (I lost my first card) and added Greg to the account. I believe this is the first 'thing' that Greg and I share! So, while at Blockbuster, I rented 2 games for the PSP and 1 for the PS3 for Aaron. One of the games for the PSP is called Loco Roco, and it's freaking addictive! I MUST buy this game. It reeks of awesomeness. I recommend everyone to try it. The other PSP game I rented is Burn Out, a fun destructive game!
Greg helped his brother, Pat, finish move today. Poor Greg, it was hot and I am sure he was sweaty and so much more. It's now 9:51 as I type and he just walked in the door. He left my place around 3:30! At least I have dinner all cooked and ready for him; salad, pork chops, and white cheddar cheese pasta shells. Yummy!
Aside from the bullets above, it's been a pretty lazy day.
Here are the events of the day, aside from the above paragraph:
Aside from the bullets above, it's been a pretty lazy day.
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