Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Bad, bad blogger
So sorry. But I am posting now.
I'm trying to return to some of my former pastimes (blogging, my Flickr page) in order to try to keep some balance in my life. Ive taken more photos in the last week than I have in quite a long time, and it feels good. Now I just need to be able to keep this up, but I hope the lengthening days and slightly more flexible schedule will help.
The weather here was *gorgeous* today. Literally, in the mid 60s, sunny and not windy. Yesterday, we had some insane winds, but they died off by mid afternoon, so we could enjoy a little of the day. Today, I sat on the porch in a short-sleeve t-shirt and jeans and soaked up the sun reading school articles. It was amazing. Especially when you consider that one week ago, we had highs in the single digits. I love Colorado.
I really wanted to write because one of my teachers is stressing me out badly. In an email she sent tonight, she mentioned something about a "lecture" for a clinic that has never been mentioned to me before. Another 1.5 hours a week that will count toward nothing, if it is what I think it is. Like I have an hour and a half on Friday afternoons to spare. They kill me sometimes. I just hope it's nothing I have to do, but I'm afraid it will be. I kind of can't breathe right now.
I'm trying to return to some of my former pastimes (blogging, my Flickr page) in order to try to keep some balance in my life. Ive taken more photos in the last week than I have in quite a long time, and it feels good. Now I just need to be able to keep this up, but I hope the lengthening days and slightly more flexible schedule will help.
The weather here was *gorgeous* today. Literally, in the mid 60s, sunny and not windy. Yesterday, we had some insane winds, but they died off by mid afternoon, so we could enjoy a little of the day. Today, I sat on the porch in a short-sleeve t-shirt and jeans and soaked up the sun reading school articles. It was amazing. Especially when you consider that one week ago, we had highs in the single digits. I love Colorado.
I really wanted to write because one of my teachers is stressing me out badly. In an email she sent tonight, she mentioned something about a "lecture" for a clinic that has never been mentioned to me before. Another 1.5 hours a week that will count toward nothing, if it is what I think it is. Like I have an hour and a half on Friday afternoons to spare. They kill me sometimes. I just hope it's nothing I have to do, but I'm afraid it will be. I kind of can't breathe right now.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
One month, to the day!
It's been that long since I last posted. So sorry for the silence; no excuse, really.
It's a new year, and already shaping up pretty well. We organized our kitchen last week, during which we were introduced to the wonder that is The Container Store (so worth the drive to Cherry Creek, as long as we only do it once in a while). As Peter said, the space under our sink now looks like a commercial, and our baking things and spices are no longer crawling out of the cupboards and spilling across the counter. Nice. It's not completely done, since we apparently need some dry wall-somethings, or something, but if those ever appear, I shall take pictures of the gloriousness.
Also, we may have tamed the mail beast with a new system. However, while I am very good at thinking of new systems and trying to encourage them, I am very poor at being very strict about these things, and Peter is self-admittedly not very good about adopting them either. So. However, he has signed up for eleventy-bajillion new magazines with about-to-expire airline points, so we will be forced to be good about it, or we shall not only have no table to eat at, but also no chairs to sit upon, nor air to breathe.
In other news, why am I up so late? Perhaps because I apparently never learn from my eating mistakes (I think). I ate the stir fry that was sitting out for perhaps a smidgen too long, because I was hungry. I was rewarded yesterday with a day spent alternatingly on the toilet or snoozing in bed, awaiting the next call. Lovely. The result? My stomach is still out of whack and my sleeping is totally off schedule. Le sigh. I can only be incredibly thankful that this happened now and not when I, you know, have things to do. (PS: not excited about that time returning).
So other than cleaning, organizing, planning for the year ahead, we have been playing Wii (we've neglected you for so long! And our Wii-elbow-itis proves it!), I've been playing Sims 2, perhaps the greatest Christmas gift ever from my beloved bro, and Peter finally finished grading. Good thing, too, since the kids return tomorrow. He's definitely gonna have to pick up his speed when he becomes a full-fledged teacher, but luckily he said he learned a lot from the grading experience.
Also, very exciting, this is an Olympic year! Yay for international competition, heartwarming backstories and random sports you'd otherwise never see! Hooray for the Olympics!
It's a new year, and already shaping up pretty well. We organized our kitchen last week, during which we were introduced to the wonder that is The Container Store (so worth the drive to Cherry Creek, as long as we only do it once in a while). As Peter said, the space under our sink now looks like a commercial, and our baking things and spices are no longer crawling out of the cupboards and spilling across the counter. Nice. It's not completely done, since we apparently need some dry wall-somethings, or something, but if those ever appear, I shall take pictures of the gloriousness.
Also, we may have tamed the mail beast with a new system. However, while I am very good at thinking of new systems and trying to encourage them, I am very poor at being very strict about these things, and Peter is self-admittedly not very good about adopting them either. So. However, he has signed up for eleventy-bajillion new magazines with about-to-expire airline points, so we will be forced to be good about it, or we shall not only have no table to eat at, but also no chairs to sit upon, nor air to breathe.
In other news, why am I up so late? Perhaps because I apparently never learn from my eating mistakes (I think). I ate the stir fry that was sitting out for perhaps a smidgen too long, because I was hungry. I was rewarded yesterday with a day spent alternatingly on the toilet or snoozing in bed, awaiting the next call. Lovely. The result? My stomach is still out of whack and my sleeping is totally off schedule. Le sigh. I can only be incredibly thankful that this happened now and not when I, you know, have things to do. (PS: not excited about that time returning).
So other than cleaning, organizing, planning for the year ahead, we have been playing Wii (we've neglected you for so long! And our Wii-elbow-itis proves it!), I've been playing Sims 2, perhaps the greatest Christmas gift ever from my beloved bro, and Peter finally finished grading. Good thing, too, since the kids return tomorrow. He's definitely gonna have to pick up his speed when he becomes a full-fledged teacher, but luckily he said he learned a lot from the grading experience.
Also, very exciting, this is an Olympic year! Yay for international competition, heartwarming backstories and random sports you'd otherwise never see! Hooray for the Olympics!
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Fun and exciting times!
I actually have something happening in our lives to write about! We have officially begun the hunt for a house, which is exciting and frightening all at once. We have been sort of half-ass-edly beginning the process, looking into affordable housing, vaguely investigating mortgage options, and occasionally randomly perusing home listings, but things kicked into a much higher gear this week.
A few weeks ago, we went out on our first "shopping trip" with a wonderful Realtor (apparently that MUST be capitalized!) Peter met at a housing seminar. Since then, we've looked at houses in two different towns, as well as condos here in Boulder.
It's pretty amazing to see the difference in what we can get in our price range, based on the locations. In Boulder, we can afford older condos with two bedrooms, two baths (our minimum requirements) in less than 1000 square feet, usually not in great locations in Boulder. Twenty to thirty minutes outside of Boulder (i.e., the next towns over), we can get a four bedroom, two bathroom house with a bigger yard than practically any in Nevada. With trees. And grass. And usually a fireplace and/or wet bar (those seem remarkably common in the houses we've seen).
I will try to record some of our house-hunting trips here, especially the funny ones, wherein you get to see the obsessively staged house with the fresh-baked cookies artfully arranged for us, the house with a creature spotted in the crawl space, and the several houses where owners were surprised by our arrival (yay awkwardness!). Stay tuned!
A few weeks ago, we went out on our first "shopping trip" with a wonderful Realtor (apparently that MUST be capitalized!) Peter met at a housing seminar. Since then, we've looked at houses in two different towns, as well as condos here in Boulder.
It's pretty amazing to see the difference in what we can get in our price range, based on the locations. In Boulder, we can afford older condos with two bedrooms, two baths (our minimum requirements) in less than 1000 square feet, usually not in great locations in Boulder. Twenty to thirty minutes outside of Boulder (i.e., the next towns over), we can get a four bedroom, two bathroom house with a bigger yard than practically any in Nevada. With trees. And grass. And usually a fireplace and/or wet bar (those seem remarkably common in the houses we've seen).
I will try to record some of our house-hunting trips here, especially the funny ones, wherein you get to see the obsessively staged house with the fresh-baked cookies artfully arranged for us, the house with a creature spotted in the crawl space, and the several houses where owners were surprised by our arrival (yay awkwardness!). Stay tuned!
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