Just when you think that you are finally "moving on" with your life, you find that you are still following similar patterns. First of all, my job is fine. Sure, things are a little slower at the moment than I would like, but compared to the alternative 13 hour day my former coworkers are experiencing today for company conversion, I cannot complain.
My house remains on the market. It has been nearly three weeks, and I am not that surprised. There have been almost eight showings, which is good (I think), but the comments I have received have all pertained to things over which I have no control. No fireplace, not big enough, short sale, blah blah. All things that people could have figured out from reading the listing, but who reads nowadays?
I know I have said it before, but I will say it again: it feels a lot like online dating.
You put your best image forward with nice pictures. You get a fun and catchy write-up. And then you get interested parties who clearly do not read any of the crucial information you put forth but still want to meet in person and see what you have to offer. I sense a pattern.
Tonight I am going to a book signing. I have never been to one before, and I am nervous, excited and a little scared. It is for a book written by one of my favorite bloggers, The Bloggess. She is funny, crazy, clever and has an affinity for taxidermy. It's hard to explain. Check out the website and then read the book.
As for the rest of the weekend, I haven't really decided what to do. I do need to move some of my scattered belongings out of the basement and into an upstairs closet now that is now available due to the return of my visiting uncle and aunt to their home in Belgium. That's right, the country. As in the place where waffles, chocolate, beer and fries come from. All the major food groups.
But right now I am at the computer reveling in the fact that I have two days of not working in a row. You might not be impressed, but maybe you do not understand. You see, I have not had a non-weekend, non-holiday day off since sometime last winter and I will not be eligible to have one until winter comes again.
It's my own fault, really. I didn't take any time off between jobs, and I really should have. Not that I would have gone anywhere, but it might have been good for my mental health. Of course, that would have happened in July when we were in the midst of the horrendous heat/humidity wave that has ensconced my beloved state for nearly the entire season.
Speaking of weather, today has been AMAZING. Temperatures in the upper 70's and I am in HEAVEN. If I didn't have this book thing tonight I would totally be going for a walk around the lakes. I guess that can wait until tomorrow, right? Because this weather is supposed to continue all weekend, folks.
That said, I would like to give a nod and a shout out to my former coworkers who will or may already be stuck indoors at their respective locations to endure an extended workday to convert their old computer systems over to the new company's platform. I do feel sorry that you must be indoors on this glorious evening.
OK, so this has been a pretty wordy entry for me. I am quite proud of myself. So on that note, I shall conclude. Should tomorrow's house date/showing produce any new comments or positive results, I will be sure to mention it. Otherwise assume that my house, like me, remains single.