So the google reader is back to the (high) double digits, and I’ve been reading and commenting.
A weird thing about me? I’m more likely to read posters who don’t post as much. If I see blogger X has 2 new posts, and blogger y has 15? I’m reading blogger x’s 2 posts. Because it seems more manageable. It seems like I’m cheating though, because I’m ignoring the bloggers who write more often.
I apologize, mostly to you four. Since the four of you account for about 90% of my current google reader backlog, I promise I will get to you (tomorrow!).
So, after a bad week of running due to a million things, I’ve been back into it the last two days, and I already feel better. I just need to stick to my diet a little better, and it will get progressively easier.
In other news? I did not buy a boat. Turns out, a new boat costs lots of money. The ones I was looking at? Around $40,000. Which is a little out of my price range. So now I’m kind of shopping around for a nice used boat that might be closer to my price range. I might also go in on one with a friend, split up the cost some. So no go on the boat for now, but stay tuned.
Also? Can we talk about the Celtics? If they could win a road game and take some of the pressure off of me, I’d feel better, but at least we’re still winning.
This weekend was exactly what I needed. Some time with the boys, some time shopping for ridiculously out of my price range toys, some time watching sports, some time running. Fantastic.
Hope everyone had a wonderful weekend!
So I finally feel like I’m settling into the area, and it makes me happy.
Between the work friends, making some friends from church, and all the stuff I have planned in the next few months, I feel like I’m finally settling in here. Of course, with that is the reality that I might not be here too long, but for now I’m very content with where I am. The Commonwealth is nice (and my birthday is coming up, yay!).
This week was a blur. Between work, work events, other social engagements and the like, it seems to have flown. I can’t believe it’s Saturday morning, and what do I feel like doing?
Going to look at boats.
I decided this week that I want a boat. Not just a little one, but something with a little room to it, maybe a small cabin, for fishing/social excursions. In pricing them, it looks like they are expensive, and then you need to find somewhere to dock it, and have registration/fuel/insurance/other miscellaneous expenses that accompany it. So for right now I’m telling myself that I’m going to just look and that will convince me that I can’t afford a boat.
Somebody please help me.
Hope your weekends are going well!
So I’m back, and the time away? Was nice.
It’s good to reconnect with family. To see the little brother I’m so proud of.
The problem with growing up just a few years apart? Just as one of you finishes the angry teenage years, the other one starts them. And it’s hard, when you’ve already been through all that, watching someone else wallow in it.
Then watching your younger sibling have a rough time with life, struggle a bit, it’s hard to see. Especially when he pulled back, and didn’t let anyone help.
So last weekend, seeing him happy and healthy and moving forward? Pretty much the best possible thing. I’m very proud and happy.
Coming back to work? Does not make me happy.
No matter how many late nights I spent in the office last week before heading out of town, I come back behind in work. It has been no different on this return to the office, and I found myself behind. This caused a change in plans, since I hadn’t scheduled an amazing 13 hours in the office on my first day back, silly me.
But I got it done, and got some furniture put together to boot, not bad for being so tired you want to pass out.
So I’m back. Hope ya’ll are ready.
The next few weeks are going to be fun. I have quite the long post started for tomorrow (posts on two consecutive days! See how much I’ve missed you?) and I’ve got lots of fun-filled plans leading up to some birthday craziness in DC in June.
The Celtics just won though, so I’m off, until tomorrow.
Hope everyone is having a great week.
So in the vast craziness that is getting ready to take a few days off and visit the fam, I was stressed.
It means getting ahead on my work, so that nothing implodes while I’m gone.
It means talking to clients so that they know I still love them and will be dealing with their problems upon my return.
It means finishing the extra project that I stupidly picked up early because I won’t be in the office the day it is due.
It means doing laundry, packing a suitcase, packing a car with things to take home, and getting enough caffeinated beverages to keep me from falling asleep while driving home.
Glorious.
So I got home at nearly 8pm, after a 13 hour day and started working. I looked at the clock twice and was sad that I didn’t have any time to run. So I packed, and I shuffled things around, and then it hit me:
“I really need a run.”
So off I went, and the second my feet hit the pavement I felt better. The sun was down, the heat was drifting away, the air was getting all sweet (this “sweet evening air” I speak so much about is apparently due to night blooming jasmine, I am told, at least I’m not about to have a seizure). And I felt better. I came home, ate the leftover food from my roommate’s date (He’s cooking for her now! Quite the big step!) and settled in for a night of packing.
My neighbor swung by shortly thereafter so she could get my help with a moving project of her own, and said to me “Everytime I see you you’re doing something, you have such a wild, interesting life.” And you know what? My life is great. Even when the job is tedious, I love it. I love my job and my coworkers and doing what I do every day. I love the social aspects of my life here, be it beer with the guys or soccer with the team from work. Even on the long days, the 13 hour days that have me dragging ass back home and looking longfully at my bed, I love what I do.
So, the other good part about my impending return to New England, is that I can watch the Red Sox play (haven’t worked out how to do this in Virginia yet). So in honor of my getting to watch the Sox, I’m reposting a poem written in the Sporting News on September 21, 1911, two weeks before the last game of Cy Young’s career:
HE’LL BE PITCHING STILL
On the morning of the Judgment, when friend Gabriel calls the game,
He’ll be somewhat disappointed when he cries one famous name;
For in all those countless legions who will answer to the roll,
There will be one fellow missing and may peace be on his soul.
There will be one man too busy to come in and learn his fate;
He’ll be working while the others try to horn in past the gate;
For when Gabriel toots his trumpet and we all rise from the hay,
Old Cy Young will not be present – he’ll be pitching ball that day.
(Yeah, I have issues with the baseball craziness, at least I’m not one of those murderous yankees fans).
So remember how bad I am about promising to post later in the day?
This week has been crazy. Yesterday I hoped that going into the office early would get me out at a decent time, so I could run, write on her, talk to La, and generally have a nice evening. Then I ended up at the office for 12 hours (not counting travel time) and spent my evening as a zombie. Amazing. I know.
So those are my work pros/cons for the week. I love my job, I was assigned a beautiful office, and I feel honestly good about the work I do. On the other hand it makes planning more than 3 months down the road impossible (more on this tomorrow), I’m currently working absurd hours, and I spend my weekday evenings so tired I could pass out.
As for the area? It has some pros/cons too. The weather, after a bad first week, has been beautiful. It’s sunny most days, hasn’t been too warm or too cold, and I found a great way to drive to work. On the other hand, the nightlife seems to leave something to be desired and I can’t find a decent Chinese takeout place to save my life.
So I suppose there are tradeoffs to everything. I’ll delve into the work stuff more tomorrow, as it’s sort of complicated.
How is everyone’s week going? Considering that two bloggers I read have gone into “hiatus” you all are throwing out a lot of posts. My google reader is crying, but I promise I’ll catch up!
This is day #2 that I want to stay in bed. Work is crazy this week and I just want to sleep in.
I changed my sheets last night to a tan color I bought at the store. But when you take them out of the package? It’s more like a bronze/gold. And it’s shiny.
I feel like some sort of royalty sleeping in this big shinily sheeted bed. It’s pretty cool.
For the record: it does not make getting out of bed in the morning easier.
(Real post coming later today. Promise)
I like:
Finally being settled, after 7 months of feeling unsettled.
I don’t like:
The weather here. Isn’t it supposed to be warm in the South?
I like:
La
I don’t like:
Being so far away from her.
I like:
My job.
I don’t like:
The fact that my job is currently not paying me half of my paycheck, which makes seeing La impossible if I still want to pay rent.
I like:
Finally having time to work out regularly.
I don’t like:
Being so tired that working out seems like a huge production.
I like:
Feeling like I have a social life.
I don’t like:
How having a social life tends to cut into the amount of sleep I get.
What about all of you? What do you like/not like today?
I was grumpy yesterday (yes, it’s true).
Then, I had a decent afternoon.
After that, I went for a run.
With bunnies.
Yes, bunnies were out everywhere on my run. Running alongside the trail. Dancing in the bushes (note: this isn’t a bad metaphor, there were actual rabbits, and they were cute).
After a great run, I got some dinner, had a beer, talked to my lovely girlfriend, then had another beer with some friends watching wonderful 80’s movies.
And in the end? My day was better.
Plus, the Red Sox pulled it out, in Japan, in extra innings. Really. Great start to the season! I always love the first day of baseball season. I need to order me some extra innings upon my arrival in VA.
So I guess there’s really no need to give up on bad days, with all the getting better they can do.
I just had ice cream. Now I need to nap. Mmmmmm… ice cream….
Hi Full Night’s Sleep. I missed you. But we spent some quality time together last night, and I feel pretty great this morning (much better than the zombie me that was present last night). After telling all my friends I’d make it out I managed to fall asleep around 9:30. Rock. Star.
So yesterday I had a great afternoon. A movie (A Few Good Men, obviously), some takeout, a nice long run. I felt great.
So, as you may have heard, last weekend was wonderful, if a little lazy. Not that I mind lazy, at all, but we’re setting a record with some of these visits 
Absolutely amazing though. And I saw some movies that La was absolutely shocked that I hadn’t seen. Really, really shocked. As in, “my girlfriend thinks there is a decent chance I was raised in Afghanistan” kind of shocked. But now I’ve seen them, and I just need to get her to watch Rudy (It isn’t really a sports movie baby, there’s so much more to it).
As far as funny old stories to share from my childhood: I was thinking last night about when my parents and I went to pick up our first dog, a beautiful golden retriever who was with us for a long time. She was absolutely wonderful and very protective of my brother and I. We had gone to pick her out, but when we showed up they had just washed her so she’d smell all nice, and her hair was still wet. Well I thought they were trying to trick us, because with the wet hair she looked like a different job (I think I was two or three, this made a lot of sense at the time). Thankfully cooler heads prevailed.
Ok, I’m off, hope everyone has a great day!
