so our vacation kind of sucked. first of all, it was only 6 days long for me and a piddly FOUR for josh. secondly, josh was on nights, so by the time he had converted from nocturnal to diurnal (is that the right word?), it was time to go back to work again. furthermore, we spent most of those 4 overlapping days cleaning out our godforsaken former house.
ugh. i used to adore that house. it had nice floors, pretty surroundings, lots of space (that we managed to fill with . . . stuff) and was 5 minutes from my place of employment (we won’t mention josh’s commute). but when it was ransacked and stripped of Everything Worth Anything (mostly), my love affair with the homestead ended. and now it has become this giant thorn in our sides, sucking up all of our money, much of our time, and the remainder of my sanity because i just want it OUT of my life and there is nothing i can do to just make it disappear.
in other news, i have been throwing myself wholeheartedly into my resolutions in order to try to forget the house’s existence. so far, i have managed to floss 3 days out of 3! as usual, i have started off really well on that one. i’ve been a bit better about reading for work. i’ve tried to chillax a bit in general, and it really does make life more pleasant (for everyone, not just me).
weekend plans:
• finally buying proper groceries (it’s been like, a month)
• surgery winter par-tay!
• some leisurely reading about lupus & spondyloarthropathies
• 18 mile training run (slow, relaxed, and long — that’s how i like it)
• potentially some shopping. because even if the house is leading us to bankruptcy, i shouldn’t have to look it.
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I totally understand the stress about the house. It's my current albatross too (well, that and my PhD). May you have better luck than we are! Hang in there.