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November 30, 2006

Peek!

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Finally! The end!

A few days ago, while we were arranging crap in the craphole we live in and the kids were running around like big chickens with tiny little brains, Jamie turned and walked into a sliding glass door. The funniest part was the look on her face. She turned around, looking for who hit her. Then she walked off, shaking her head, still confused. I stood across the room, quietly giggling.

I never said I was a good parent.

Yesterday, we had the sliding door open most of the day, soaking in the lovely warm weather. I kept the screen door closed when I wasn't watching so neither the kids nor the cats would take a flying leap. You might think cats are smarter than that, but Pookie has fallen out of not one, but two second story openings where he should have known better.

I never said my cats were coordinated.

At some point, it got so warm inside that the kids were going to melt in their pj's, so Rex shut the door and I turned on the A/C. A little while later, he went outside to turn on the Christmas lights, and ran right through the screen.

I never said my husband was smart.

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November 29, 2006

Poor Rex

Of all the times for it to snow in Dallas, less than a week after we move here is not a good time.

I hate cold, I don't like icy conditions, and I only really like snow when I'm skiing or in the first 10 minutes after it falls when it's still fresh and clean and pretty. Sure, this cold front is going to hit Houston, but not as hard and not with snow. And there, we would have a giant house for the kids to run off their crazy.

Day 29. I think I'm going to make it!

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Eww

"Katie, here's a maggot marker!"

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November 28, 2006

A list for Day 28

Bad things about this apartment, not including the fact that it's a freaking apartment:

Update: I forgot to mention the smell of the water, and the way the tub squeaks every time you move while you shower. Well, while I move, since I haven't seen any of you guys in my shower.

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November 27, 2006

Watch it wiggle

I think all the eating out has finally caught up with my ass.

The last time I weighed myself in Houston, I hadn't gained any weight since the more thing started. I've even been pretty good about portions and trying to eat a little healthy in the last week or so, so I'm not sure why all of a sudden I feel like a big flabby blob. Heck, I've gotten more of a workout in the last couple days than the last few months, I should be feeling slim!

I celebrated feeling blobby with pudding. And not just a little pudding, either.

I'm so tired and sick of packing/moving/unpacking that all I want to do is curl up in a little ball for a couple months. Makes it real hard to get the kids out of the apartment to burn off energy, which is exactly what I need to do to maintain my sanity here. Catch 22.

Worse, I think we're going to go shopping tomorrow. The last thing we need is more stuff in this place, but Jamie's newly-semi-regular bedwetting habit is making a spare pair a necessity. And, I need Christmas paper for our Christmas letter. I need to get that sucker written, so when we finally get a tree, and then pictures, and then cards, I'll be ready to send those suckers out. Hopefully before the new year starts.

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Watching approvingly as she stuffs her bra for the first time

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November 26, 2006

If you're compulsively honest, don't read this

This place still sucks.

Two days without decent sleep isn't improving things. The night before we left, I felt like I needed to puke the brick in my stomach. Last night, a few tears and a little nausea wouldn't have kept me up, but three nosy cats sure did a good job of it. Little beasts were into shit all night.

Dish Network came by this morning, and our apartment faces the wrong direction to get signal. We're still under a contract with them for another year, not to mention I'm having an affair with the DVR, so this will not do. The tech said that there is a pole out front that someone else had a dish on that would work, if we got peremission from the management. Naturally, they said they didn't like the look of the dishes and were planning to remove that pole. Luckily, the tech came back and started installing our dish before he talked to us, so we're going to use the ignorance clause. (To be fair to the tech, he had just finished installing another dish on a pole in the same complex. I don't know if they didn't bother to get permission, or if they have a double standard. I'm using it to my advantage, either way.)

In any case, we should have Dish in a few minutes, for an indeterminate amount of time. With any luck DSL will switch over tomorrow or Tuesday, and I can stop snitching this poor open connection.

How many laws am I breaking with this post, anyway?

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November 25, 2006

Where am I, and why am I not wearing pants?

We're moved, I guess.

In spite of all my wishes and fantasies against it, I still got us all packed up, and I still drove the kids and the cats 200 miles to somewhere I don't want to be.

I was trying to be optomistic. It won't be so bad. The apartment is bigger than Dad's house was. It'll be easier to care for.

But it's smaller than I remembered, and I can see the cats litterbox from my bed. Worse, I can smell it. The panty is miniscule. I can't get the dryer door all the way open. The kitchen isn't going to fit much more than my dishes. Most of my baking stuff will have to be repacked (Yay!) and stored in the garage. The entire kitchen would fit in the open space in the center of my old kitchen. The garage is nearly full of crap right now, although it will get better once we organize it some.

I have the feeling I'm going to be in a very dark place for a very long time.

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November 24, 2006

Being an adult sucks ass

We're moving tomorrow.

I still want to throw myself on the floor kicking and screaming "NO!"

I'm so sick of packing, I can't even begin to describe it. Every time I think I'm almost done, I see more stuff. This has been going on all day.

Rex is out on a tape run. Thank goodness we got more boxes than I thought we would need earlier today, or I'd be SOL. As it is, I'm not sure we'll have enough to do the garage, but I think I'm leaving that for Rex to worry about tomorrow.

On the other hand, I almost can't wait to go. At least then I'll have a little time to rest.

Except, that's a lie. When we get there, there will be so many more things to do. Finding a preschool, finding a house, finding a new life.

Starting over from square one. Not the fresh start I was hoping for for the new year.

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November 23, 2006

Happy Thanksgiving!

Just how much do I have to say to qualify as a post?

I hope everyone is enjoying a nice meal with family and friends, and getting lots of fodder for the last week of NaBloPoMo.

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November 22, 2006

WHY would anyone give me this pig...

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...especially family?

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Guess what I got today?

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I haven't had any time to play with it yet, since the kids have been absolute terrors all afternoon since it got here.

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November 21, 2006

I'm going to have to grow a pair so I can teach them not to be a wuss like me

I'm not sure which exciting incident of the day I should spew about. There were just so many!

I'm absolutely pooped, which is, I'm assuming, why I was starting to get short tempered this evening for no specific reason. I finally remembered that I had a wretched nights sleep last night, no fault of the kids, for once.

While at the park today, we encountered a couple older girls (10? 12? How the hell would I know?) Jamie went right up and introduced herself and her sister, and then kept up a running commentary. The girls kind of ignored her, although they weren't mean and Jamie didn't seem to notice. Katie climbed onto the equipment, but cried every time one of them moved toward her.

But that's not the interesting part.

One of the girls had half of one of those giant lollipops. At some point she tossed it to the other girl, who of course missed it and it broke on the slide. No biggie, the pieces would just brush off, and the girl who threw it did, at least the big pieces. Here's where I started to wonder if I should say something. I'm usually not big on disciplining other people's kids, or even really talking to them. She banged what was left of the lollipop on the slide farther up, breaking more big pieces of, but also some sugar dust, and this time, they didn't wipe anything off.

Soon after, they wandered back to their bikes and took off. I thought I'd try to make this a teaching moment for Jamie (I don't think it worked, but I figured I had to give it a try,) explaining that what those girls did wasn't nice, it was rude and ill-mannered and ruined the fun for everyone. I'm not sure if they heard me from the other side of the trees or what, but they came back a few minutes later and at least brushed off the big pieces. Then they sat down in the middle of the structure and started getting out drawing supplies, I think.

I went ahead and called it, figuring that they didn't really want Jamie talking to them while they were hanging out, and knowing that Katie wasn't going to do any climbing or sliding with strangers nearby.

So, should I have said something to the girls? I'm so not good with confrontation.

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November 20, 2006

Much like my heart

My brain is empty and overstuffed at the same time.

I think today was actually one of more goods than bads. I'm still fried, though, so I can't really remember. Amazing how even a good day is exhausting.

I made a pumpking roll today. I'm loving the sweet pumpkiny goodness.

I think I'm going to zone back out in tvland.

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November 19, 2006

This started as a rant

A couple days ago, I gave in to my ulcer and ordered my new camera. Being cheap, I opted for the SuperSaver shipping, in spite of the fact that they just hold onto your stuff for an extra 5 days and then ship it at the same speed.

I;ll admit it was a stupid move. Although we hadn't firmed up our move date, we were aiming for the weekend after Thanksgiving. I knew we were unlikely and I clicked "Confirm" anyway. I guess I was hoping they were just kidding about the estimated ship date, and I'd get my camera ahead of schedule.

At some point, I realized that wasn't going to happen, and faced with 8 hours in the car with 2 kids to pick up a camera, I called Amazon to see if they could modify the ship to address. The rep told me that my order was already on the shipping line, but was still scheduled to arrive between the 28th and 30th. Because of it's status, he could change the address. He tried to cancel the order, but said that it was too late for that, too. The arrival date remained the same.

When I got an email asking for feedback, I was only too happy to send this off:

While I understand that my issue was my own fault, I was unimpressed by your ability to assist me.

My family is in the process of moving from Houston to Dallas. When I made my order, we had not yet picked a moving date, so I went ahead and chose SuperSaver shipping. This changed the number of days you held my order before shipping from 1 to 6, pushing out the arrival date. Several days later, we firmed up our moving date, and we will no longer be at the shipping address when my order arrives. Since my package isn't expected to leave your shipping facility for several more days, I had hoped to change the shipping address. I was told that even though my order was not scheduled to leave for 3 more days, I could not be helped. Your rep told me he would try to cancel my order, but was unsuccessful.

I'm very disappointed that you were unable to accomodate my needs, given the amount of time before my order is due to leave your facility.

Here's where things get good. A couple hours later, I received an email saying that my order had shipped, and is scheduled to arrive on the 22nd. Yippee! I still have no idea if it shipped early due to my complaint, or fate, but when I got another chance to provide feedback I didn't just click "Yes" when they asked if they resolved my problem. I actually took the time to click another link and write out a thank you.

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November 18, 2006

They really know how to get you where it hurts

When Rex is around, the kids show me about as much attention as they would dirty dishes, which is to say, none. I was sort of on top of the world yesterday when Katie actually cried when I left to go out. I mean, I felt bad that she was crying, but I was glad to see that she noticed that I wasn't going to be there.

Tonight, Rex and I were sitting on the couch, each with a laptop on our laps, getting some work done. The kids were great for a while, but eventually demanded more attention than we could give and still get anything done. Katie brought a book over, and Rex promised to read it "in just a minute." Naturally, the delay in such a life-altering event deserved copious tears. I tried to offer to read to her instead, but that sent her into a new flurry of tears.

Back to chopped liver I am.

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November 17, 2006

At least I wasn't trimming my hedges

I'm going out with friends tonight, so I guess I better get something posted before I leave the house. Wouldn't want to screw up NaBloPoMo at this stage of the game! Originally, this was supposed to be a girl's night out kind of thing, but I think it's now sort of a going away kind of thing for me. Whee.

I'll give you this little nugget of disgusting before I go:

I was sitting in the comfort of my living room, alone in the house, picking at my toenails. It's one of my great joys, poking and snipping and cleaning. I know, I have no life. Apparently I neve have, since this is a nasty little habit I started in my youth.

Anyway, sitting. Alone. Picking. I look up, and there's a large, dirty man in my backyard, looking at me. He waves. I wave back. Did he see me sniff the chunk of skin I evacuated from under the side of my toenail?

The unexpected landscaper knows too much about my personal habits.

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November 16, 2006

Sugar and Spice

Any time it starts to rain while we're outside:

"It's ok Mama, I won't melt!"

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If I were smart, I would just hit delete after I vent. NaBloPoMo makes you do some stupid shit

My children are driving me batshit today.

They drive me a little closer to the brink every day, but today I think I might slip over. Jamie's incessant whining and inability to STOP TALKING if she doesn't receive the answer she wants are going to earn her a lot of time in her room, where it's harder for me to get to her. I just don't understand why she can't stop talking, even when I threaten (and follow through. I'm the queen of following through) nasty consequences. Of course, I don't understand why she keeps asking over and over and over again when I've already told her no when I NEVER GIVE IN.

Katie was up at 5:30 this morning. I KNOW she's tired, but she's refusing to fall asleep. Jamie screeching about not wanting to take a rest isn't helping, but it's not the real problem, either. I don't know what the real problem is. *** Ahh, that helped. I went and sat with her for a while, and now she's out like a light.

Pampers sent me Jamie's 44 month milestone email. I'm not sure why they're still sending it, since I haven't bought diapers for her in nearly a year. This month they talked about crybabies, and how some kids are more sensitive than others.

They are often the newborns who startle easily, have difficulty adjusting to bright lights, or seem very sensitive to the texture of clothing and diapers.
That wasn't Jamie as a baby, not even close. Even now, she doesn't cry over the things you would expect, but will bust into tears over stuff that's so trivial you can't even believe she noticed it. And what causes tears one day just blows over the next.

I'm over my initial frustration, now that the kids are both quiet and I've done some venting. But my anger is always so close to the surface these days that it doesn't take much to set me off. Maybe Jamie's problem is that she's just too much like me, we're both on short fuses. I didn't used to be like this, though. Before I had kids, I was a little high strung, but not nearly this volatile. After Jamie was born, I had infinite patience with her, always, until she turned about 18 months. I think that's about when her crying started, and it's also when we moved to Maryland and was early in my pregnancy with Katie.

I care less about the trigger and more about the solution. Maybe I should go talk to a professional. I'm certainly doing a shitty job of fixing myself on my own.

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November 15, 2006

The mundanity of this post brought to you by NaBloPoMo

Our power went out twice today, once for about 2 hours and the second time about 20 minutes. It was extremely windy, so I'm guessing the lines blew down. The upside is that I got to take the girls out for lunch yet again, but this time we met Rex and his dad. Free lunch plus leftovers!

The wind and the cool kept us inside all day, so both girls were kind of wired all day. I tried a little craft, but that only entertained them for about 10 minutes. Later, I let them spread playdoh all over the kitchen, which keeps them occupied and later occupies me vacuuming it all up.

Tomorrow is supposed to be calmer, but colder. Let's hope I have the guts to sit out while they run off some steam.

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November 14, 2006

Is Dr. 90210 fluff?

I'm watching Dr. 90210. Doesn't get more fluffy than that, right? It does make me feel a little dirty, enjoying the shallowness of others. I guess it touches on the shallowness in me.

I've been watching the dirty whore, Tabitha, get these small dents in the back of her thighs repaired, and it's jawdropping. I cannot believe she's going under anesthesia for a defect most women would be happy to have. Then again, this is a woman who gets her anus bleached. Oh, and she wanted a diamond implanted in her wrist, so it would be with her always and forever.

Watching this show has a sort of weird effect on me. On the one hand, watching what they do to people's bodies while they're out makes me not want to let a surgeon near me unless my life is in danger. And the thought of the smarmy Dr. Rey makes me want to keep my clothes on always and forever. On the other hand, the show also makes it seem like plastic surgery is no big deal, and everyone is doing it. And if I'm not happy with something (helloooo saggy, underfilled-water-balloon boobs!) I should just go ahead and fix it.

Of course, I'm cheaper than I am shallow, so no worries there.

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November 13, 2006

My new weight loss plan

I'm doing my best to use up whatever I can in the pantry before we move. I may not have to haul the boxes around, but I do have to pack and unpack them. Anyway, every now and then I pick up a couple cans of cat food as a treat for the cats, and then forget to give it to them. The stench of the open plate of cat food has been following me around all day, eroding my will to eat.

And this is the kind of quality post you can expect when I have to write something every day.

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Our new home

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November 12, 2006

This is just a depressing month for a post a day

My mother wants me to see a therapist.

This, after she told me to stop wallowing.

I made what was apparently a mistake in telling her that I thought that I am/was somewhat depressed over the last couple years. My point in telling her was more about how much better I was feeling since we got into a living situation that fits me ever so much better, and that I fear losing the equilibrium I've regained in the last 6 months.

And you thought I was going to move on to talking about fluffy bunnies and rainbows.

I know that my mother just wants me to be happy. I know that she would do whatever it would take to help me to that end. But I don't think telling me to view my glass as half full is going to force me to suddenly reconcile the future I envisioned a month ago with the one that's facing me today.

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November 11, 2006

Two posts in one day? I must be nuts!

I'm fading fast, coming down off my successful trip high. I didn't sleep well last night, and I think it's starting to catch up to me.

The trip home took a lot longer than the trip up, partly due to the time that was wasted while that cop in Palmer was giving me a ticket. I took the experience to heart, and drove slower the rest of the way home.

Now, I'm waiting for Rex and the girls to get back from Austin. I'm not expecting them til after 9, maybe closer to 10. I have the feeling they'll be getting me out of bed to put them in.

I guess I can find that online defensive driving class while I wait.

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Houston, we have an apartment

I'm sitting in the driveway of our new apartment. It's not the nicest apartment around, but it feels safe, and it's only a mile from Rex's work. And apparently, we have nice neighbors who don't secure their wireless networks.

As I was signing paperwork in the office, I realized that we will spent Christmas in this place, Jamie's 4th birthday, Katie's second birthday and more. I almost started crying in the office. Thankfully, I managed to hold off until I typed it and made it real.

I was going to say I can't decide if I'm going to cry or puke, but since I'm already crying I guess I should try not to yak.

I'm going to spend 3+ hours driving home so I can cry in my house while it's still mine.

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November 10, 2006

Ugh. I'm getting sick of the angst.

Rex took the girls to Austin this evening. They'll be back tomorrow night.

Early tomorrow morning, I leave for Dallas. I'll be picking an apartment at semi-random and signing a lease. I think I've finally gotten it into my head that there is no perfect apartment, and even if there was, we aren't going to be there long enough to care. I'm going for the biggest, cheapest apartment I can find that's close to work and won't freak me out walking around with kids at night. No biggie, right?

I feel like signing a lease is the last nail in the coffin of this move. Kind of funny, since in the grand scheme of things getting out of a lease isn't the most expensive part of the whole ordeal. Hell, the real nail was probably Rex giving notice at his job after a mere 5 weeks.

I really need to just let this go.

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November 9, 2006

The bitch is back

Have I mentioned that I don't want to move?

I thought I had resigned myself to this being the best thing for us, as a family. Not so great for me, fantastic for Rex, overall more reasons to move than to stay. I've been on edge all morning, and by on edge I mean a grouchy bitch. What my head knows, my heart refuses to accept.

I've also come to the conclusion that you shouldn't put the person *least* interested in moving in charge of most of the major details of the move. Like finding new lodging and getting a lease signed. And packing shit. And keeping the house ready to show. Expecially on 20 minutes notice. *glare*

I can't stop thinking of all the plans I made for our future *here*, and focus on plans for a happy future *there*.

I'm so gonna need to be medicated before this is all said and done.

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November 8, 2006

These children, they are expensive

Today was Katie's 18 months well check. I took two seemingly healthy kids to the doctor, and ended up paying two co-pays and filling two prescriptions.

$72.71.

And then we had to feed them LUNCH.

The good news is that Katie is finally gaining on her weight percentiles, her head has stopped growing and aside from a couple minor ear infections, she's in great shape. Another 6 months like this, and I may have to stop referring to her as my popsicle.

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November 7, 2006

Look! I stopped with the NaBloPoMo!

I can't decide which is bigger news, the Britney Spears divorce, my continued overconsupmtion of Halloween candy, or how pissed off I am about election coverage breaking into my regular programming.

I suppose I could talk about how I didn't vote, and that although I feel mildly ashamed (ok, more than mildly) I just haven't kept up with the candidates well enough to make an informed choice.

I could try to cure your insomnia writing about the amount of cleaning I've done in the last couple weeks, and how it's likely that I've vacuumed more in the last two weeks than I have since we moved here.

Or I could just go back to my kid-free pre-bedtime extravaganza where I get to sit in front of the tv and the laptop simultaneously and eat candy without feeling guilty for neglecting my kids.

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November 6, 2006

NaBloPoMo day 6: Damn, my life is dull

Even when it's full, my life is kind of dull. Maybe it would be better to say that I don't have the gift to turn dull everyday events into scintillating prose. And when I'm pooped, I don't really have the motication to try.

We got back from Dallas about 10 last night. It was a long day, even longer for the kids, who spent way more hours in the car than was fair. It left them cranky and bitchy today, but also bought me some unexpected nappage. If they hadn't tag teamed their naps, I probably would have laid down myself.

Dallas is...different. Amazingly, I think it's flatter than Houston. The trees are scrubbier, the ground looks like rocks mixed with smaller rocks, limestone I assume, by it whiteness. It feels different in other ways than I can't quite quantify or describe.

House hunting is also difficult. There aren't a lot of houses for rent, and the ones we saw weren't right. It doesn't help that I don't want to leave the house we're in now. Having seen what we've seen, we're looking into apartments for a shorter term solution.

I'm sure this all sounds very wishy-washy, poorly planned, counter-productive. And it is.

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November 5, 2006

NaBloPoMo day 5: Getting hard to keep up while out of town

We're in Dallas, staying with friends. We've spent way more time socializing with them and hanging out with the kids than we have searching for houses. I did get some good Cajun food, though, so I guess all is not lost.

This was a poorly planned trip. We should have called a realtor a couple days in advance, so that we at least had contact up here. As it is, we looked at rentals last night on the internet, in exactly the area we thought we would end up looking. This morning, Rex called the agents listing the 4 houses we found online, and got voicemail for all of them. We're going to drive by them and look around at them regardless, but I'm hoping someone calls us back before we head out of town.

I don't know why I waited til last night to think about our timeline, but we really should be signing a lease this weekend. Rex has to make a trip to Austin next weekend for some help with his schoolwork, and the weekend after that is the day before Rex starts the new job.

Definately poorly planned.

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November 4, 2006

15 minutes of lake front property

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NaBloPoMo day 4: Not the day I stop with the annoying titles

We're leaving this morning for a recon trip to Dallas. Rex starts in 17 days, so we thought it might be time to go up there and see what we're getting ourselves into.

Today is also our first showing, between 9 and 11. The house is in pretty good shape after yesterday's photo session, although there are a few things that could be less ugly (read: the study). I've gone so far as to tidy the closets, though, and for today I've had enough.

Anyway, wish us luck, on the showing and on our viewing!

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November 3, 2006

NaBloPoMo day 3: Finally moved past talking about NaBloPoMo

In an effort to find myself, I've decided to give myself some hobbies. Since I already have a couple cameras, kids and pets, I figured I'd give photography a try.

I have no idea if I'm any good. I'm not sure I care, as long as finding subject matter and pushing the button on the camera continue to be fun. I think I'm outgrowing my point-and-shoots, though, and I really want to graduate to a dSLR. And a book on the technical aspects of photography. You know, the relation of aperature and shutter speed and depth of field and such.

A photographer came today to take pictures of the house. He was late, so I didn't feel at all bad about pressing him for details about his camera (Canon 20D with a wide angle/non fish-eye lens and an architectural flash) and what he thought about Canon vs Nikon (he used to use Nikon's, but now he loves Canon. He takes 100,000+ pictures a year on his D20 without any issues, but the Nikons had some durability issues.) He knew a little about the XT/XTi, but didn't have any knowledge of the D80.

I was set on one of the Canons until I started reading the review on the D80. At that point, I turned into a 3-sided waffle. It's taken me months to talk myself into spending that kind of dough on something that's just for ME ME ME, and now I can't decide which one I want!

Anyone have any opinions? I want to hear them!

ETA: I'd also like a cost/benefit analysis - are the advantages of the Nikon worth the larger price tag?

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Bend over

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November 2, 2006

Unwelcome in her room during rest

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NaBloPoMo day 2: Peaking too soon

I busted my ass yesterday to get the house in order for sale. I still have more to do, but I've lost my steam.

I think part of the problem is the delay in the photographer. I saw an opportunity for a breather, and now I can't stop just breathing. Plus, I'm a 90% girl. When I get things about 90% done, I'm happy enough to not waste any more time on the issue. I mean, really, when the house is 90% clean, the only people who are going to notice that it's not 100% are the ones digging around in the corners looking for dirt. And there's ALWAYS dirt. No sense trying to please *those* people.

Anyway, the house is 90% tidy. For the photographers, I just have to finish packing up the ugly crap in the study and clean off the bar in the kitchen (also known as my everything space.) Where the hell am I supposed to keep my laptop? For showing, I still need to tidy the girls' closets, and our closet. A couple little things need to be put away in Katie's room, and I need to take the Halloween decorations out of the front yard. Actually, I guess I should do that before the pictures.

I'm about 90% done with this post. I think I'm just gonna call it done.

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November 1, 2006

NaBloPoMo Day 1: Realization dawns

What the hell was I thinking?

A post a day for a month. At least I have a lot going on this month to write about. Unfortunately, I have so much going on it's going to be hard to find the time. I suppose I need to make time, since all writing about all this crap will be a good release for me.

In the interest of some actual content, here's a little moving update:

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Obligatory Halloween Picture

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