July 20, 2007

  • They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From The Dead!! Ahhhh!

    Random information in numbered list form:

    1. I am back on night shift for the next four weeks.

    2. Two blogs I have recently begun reading in addition to my Xanga peeps:
           Sweet | Salty : Neighbor to the North. Fan-fucking-tastic writer. Funny, poignant, and a good photographer. Going through very rough times right now, though.
           Frogblog: Interesting life story, written almost daily by a genuine, interesting person. So, if you are, say, home sick on the couch for a weekend and have time, go back and read through her archive. One semi-annoying thing (but I TOTALLY get why) is that she shows pictures of herself, but never her entire face at once and in that one way, it's like the neighbor from "Home Improvement" has a blog. :o )

    3. I was home sick on the couch for the weekend. I've been sick on and off since the honeymoon and by Friday I had lost my voice, was coughing up yellow stuff, and generally feeling yucky. The next day, DH dragged my to the acute care clinic for antibiotics and a refill on my Advair (I don't use it unless I'm sick and get a cough). The yellow stuff is gone, the cough is still here (though less frequent), and my voice is slowly making a comeback.

    4. My favorite neighbor and her husband are buying a house in a suburb far, far away. :o (

    Tying 2 and 4 together are the most pressing thread in my life right now-- the buy a house and settle down thread. DH have been talking about buying a house intermittently for over a year now. For awhile our mantra was, "Let's wait until after the wedding." Then as the wedding got closer and we started talking about having a baby, it changed to, "Let's wait until I get pregnant." Not that I want to move when I'm pregnant, but I don't want to move, start a new job, then go out on maternity leave (or quit altogether). But what's causing me to reconsider are 2 things:

    A. We are running out of space. Wedding presents everywhere. I go cruising on Redfin, fantasizing about more space. And a dishwasher. And a backyard.
    B. I want to go someplace and really put down some roots. The whole time I've been here, I've been reluctant to invest myself in friendships and the community here because I know we aren't staying. Reading the frogblog made me realize how much I miss having a community and good friends in the same city (not that I don't love my online people, but it's hard to go see a movie or have dinner, you know?). I'm just feeling ready to get on with it already.

    And then I go to work and chat with my favorite people there and drive around this beautiful city and I'm pulled to stay here. I'm getting tired of feeling torn, I just want a decision made, already. I guess that's the J in my INFJ rearing it's head.