Archive for July 2008

Dog Goner

My plan was to go to bed early. I got a massage after work, grabbed dinner then came home with the intent of relaxing in bed with a book by 9:30 and asleep not long after. However, my dog had other ideas since he has been home alone all day and wanted to play, not sleep. One of the reasons I’m so tired is because for the past three mornings he has been waking me up at 5 a.m.  I let him out thinking he’s about to piss himself (and my floor) only to find that he wants to wander around sniffing everything, play with his toys and chase the cat that like to sleep along the top of my fence. Takes him about 10 minutes to finally pee, all the while I’m becoming more awake. I finally get back to bed looking forward to more sleep and he’s doing it again an hour later! Fucker.

Weekend, friends, dating, shopping, etc.

Well, I’ve been making an effort of late to start blogging again. I mainly blog to keep my family up to date on my life since I tend to be a loner; I figure it keeps them from worrying and I don’t have to repeat myself for everyone.  Even though my intentions are to be totally honest on my blog I find that I censor myself more than I’d like. I retired an old blog for that same reason and started this new one but have just been more careful about who knows about it.

Life this past year have been nuts, as you can imagine, with the past 6 months being pretty difficult; Lomee has been gone now for 4 of them. I’ve lived in 3 different states since July of 2007 and recently moved across country by myself, found a job and bought a home. I am learning (again) who I am and how I want to live and am making great progress toward some personal goals I have set. There are a few big ones still out there that I’m not quite ready to tackle as of yet but they will come with time.

My sister was in town last week and we had a blast doing some of the tours around here (pics and narrative to follow soon). I’m trying to be more social since my natural tendency is to do things on my own or stay home. I went out bowling on Friday with people from work for a fund raiser; started out only going to support the bowlers but they were short a person so I bowled a game or two. My friend Mark came over for a couple hours on Saturday (not sure if you remember him (JJH)…I dated him before I met Lomee again), got my hair cut in the afternoon then went over friends for dinner that night.

Sunday I slept late then did some power shopping buying a new sofa and some lamps for my house. The only other things I want to do is put hardwood in the living room and remove the pedestal sinks in the master bath and put in a counter. I really need to find a handyman to help with a few things around here that I have no interest or knowledge to do. I also need a new lawn boy as my last one flaked on me and my dog is freaking every time he goes out since the grass is up to his belly.

Got asked for my number while at the hair dressers on Saturday by a client there. It’s so strange; I haven’t really even thought seriously about dating but the subject has come up a couple times in the past week or so. I am not a natural flirt and to be honest I don’t even recognize when I’m being flirted with unless the guy is pretty blatant about it. I know I’m not a particularly attractive person but I seem to get hit on more than I think is normal. However, to be fair it is usually when I’m just being friendly instead of my typical reserved self. And the age range is all over the place…mid-20’s to about mid-50’s. I know I look younger than I am but I think I act my age…just don’t know what it is. I’m usually not too picky when I do date (other than intelligent and good hygiene), but they can’t be too young or too old. Too young, say under 30, is just weird because I have nephews that age. And too old (50+) is kinda gross because they have old, er, parts. In case you’re curious, I didn’t give him my number but he did give me his card and asked me to call him. Which, of course, I’m not going to do because that is just not my style and the whole interaction just seemed kind of odd.

My movers came last Thursday with the rest of my furniture but I seem to be missing things. I don’t know if my other movers forget stuff or if these did, but I can’t wait to get things unpacked and in place. I need help moving some heavy items upstairs and don’t really know anyone who can do that. I have a friend that has offered to come over some evening this week and do it but I’m not sure if the timing will work out since he’s leaving on vacation on Thursday. And another friend who said he would help is out of town. So I either have to wait or probably pay someone. Sucks.

Trying to decide if I should go out boating next Saturday with a couple I met. I could be totally wrong but I’m kinda leary about it because I think they just want in my pants (intuited by hints and vague suggestions). So bizarre; I’m not a lesbian or even bi but you would not believe how often I come across couples that swing or invite a female into their bed. I have a pretty healthy and open view about sex but if I’m not interested you’re not going to change my mind. I’m a dick girl; to me, girly bits are icky.

OK, I think I’ve written enough and have caught you up on most of my life recently. I’m off to bed.

Almost Home

People have been asking me when I’m going to start blogging again. To be honest, I plan to every night but usually get distracted or tired and everything I wanted to blog about just leaves my head. But I promised I’d make an effort and try to get back into the habit of doing it a couple times a week at least.

I’m in my new home and LOVE IT! I love the location and am enjoying the home improvement part of home-ownership. I have owned four homes in the past 15 years but this one seems to be the most “me”. Dempsey loves it here…he runs up and down the stairs and around the main floor. His personality has changed in the short amount of time we’ve been here. He seems happier and more at peace; but then so am I. I’ll post pictures when I finally get unpacked.

My little sis will be here in 5 days! Yay! I haven’t seen her since I left Chicago to come out here at the end of March and I miss her terribly. We’re staying at her timeshare for a few days and heading north to see the Grand Canyon, since neither of us have been there. I keep trying to get her to move out here with me but somehow life with her husband and kids keep her there. Go figure.

I have so much unpacking to do but don’t feel like doing any of it because of this head cold I have. I want to get the kitchen organized and my clothes hung up by the weekend before little sis’ visit but I doubt I will finish it all. Plus, I have to take Dempsey to the vet tomorrow night to update his shots since I’m boarding him while we’re away.

I should get the last load from my movers next week sometime. I plan on selling most of the furniture since it doesn’t quite fit into this home and my style, and it reminds me of a lot of things I’d rather not think about. I can’t wait for my mattress though; right now I’m sleeping on my old one that is going in the guest room.

I have a sofa picked out that I need to make time to order and I think I’m going to have my chair upholstered since I love it so much and can’t find anything comparable. The movers really trashed it (torn arm, scuff, broken leg rest) so I’ll use the money from the insurance and apply to new fabric. Right now it is covered in leather but I think that material is too hot for this climate.

See, I blogged. Sorry to bore you but there’s not much exciting going on.

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