Sometimes we fool ourselves into thinking we have it all together. And then a series of events piles up like traffic on the San Diego freeway and we end up feeling like a great big moron!
No sooner had I patted myself on the back for my great organizational skills on display as I whipped everything into shape faster than lightening when it came to our big move- I mean who else could sell off half of their stuff, sell their house and get moved over 1200 miles into new place pretty darn seamlessly??? And in 23 days??? Ah, but I forgot one giant detail that has proceeded to glare me in the face and laugh maniacally at my naïveté.
Folks, we are not apartment people. Not even for a short term kind of deal. How in the heck did I manage to forget that I once spent 4 years in a 580 sq. Foot dump of a rental house simply to avoid apartment living??? Not to mention that I have always called them compartments and wondered where the 'apart' part came in!
Sure, I own a vacation condo, but let me assure you- that is completely different. You don't like your noisy neighbor? No worries- they or you will be gone soon. And really, there's never more than half occupancy anyway so that issue is rare. Plus there's that little issue of ownership- makes a huge difference. And let's not forget smokers have to live somewhere so naturally they end up next door to me in every apartment I've ever been in. Llet's just say that my pride in my abilities to organize my own self and issues has taken a giant hit!
So now that we have made the choice to move yet again as I do not wish to join the ranks of my crazy relatives and possibly cause bodily harm to others, I'm feeling a little less than expert at decision making these days. My husband wants to take the opportunity to move closer to the beach, but that's expensive. I think I agree with him that we should go ahead and dive into the California culture while we are here. And yet, I fear being in a smaller place, even though I know I was capable of doing'tiny'in the past. I just do not want to feel like I have not managed to find the right place to call home- yet again.
What do you think? Have I become a 'suburban' girl who can't live without her space? Or will I regret not having done the beach thing even more? I'm especially interested in hearing from the beach dwellers out there!!!
Friday, August 29, 2014
Thursday, August 14, 2014
What If Wednesday- A Little Digging
Alright y'all, it's time to get my act together around here- come broken computers or flooded vacation condos!
This installment of 'What If Wednesday' is brought to you by my husband who likes to find himself in interesting situations that he's managed to dig himself into. And believe me he has managed to get himself into some doozies- like that time he dug a ditch with a guy that turned out to be a serial killer. Seriously, a true story. But a story for another day!
This week's 'What If' is this: What if you researched your family tree? Even just a little bit?
Since I have no information about my father's side, I have always assumed that there was not much that I could learn from working through my family tree. My husband has had a lot of fun proving me wrong! After finding that his family tree is pretty much exactly as his mother and grandmother had told him, he decided that it would be enjoyable to unearth some mystery and excitement by seeing what he could dig up for me.
A long story short, my husband found out some pretty interesting stuff. He found not 1, but 2 cases of women who bore children who were then labeled as siblings rather than their own children and one of these was my great grandmother! He found a boy orphaned by a mother who died in childbirth and a father who died in the civil war. He also found more than one record of people who spent time in mental hospitals- thereby proving that when I mention that I come from a long line of crazy and that people ought not push it, these are not empty threats!
This whole excercise turned out to be a lot of fun and I'm glad my husband dug down this path. What about you? What might you know or learn from exploring your family tree?!
This installment of 'What If Wednesday' is brought to you by my husband who likes to find himself in interesting situations that he's managed to dig himself into. And believe me he has managed to get himself into some doozies- like that time he dug a ditch with a guy that turned out to be a serial killer. Seriously, a true story. But a story for another day!
This week's 'What If' is this: What if you researched your family tree? Even just a little bit?
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| The box and the tree, by njaj/ found at: freedigitalphotos.net |
Since I have no information about my father's side, I have always assumed that there was not much that I could learn from working through my family tree. My husband has had a lot of fun proving me wrong! After finding that his family tree is pretty much exactly as his mother and grandmother had told him, he decided that it would be enjoyable to unearth some mystery and excitement by seeing what he could dig up for me.
A long story short, my husband found out some pretty interesting stuff. He found not 1, but 2 cases of women who bore children who were then labeled as siblings rather than their own children and one of these was my great grandmother! He found a boy orphaned by a mother who died in childbirth and a father who died in the civil war. He also found more than one record of people who spent time in mental hospitals- thereby proving that when I mention that I come from a long line of crazy and that people ought not push it, these are not empty threats!
This whole excercise turned out to be a lot of fun and I'm glad my husband dug down this path. What about you? What might you know or learn from exploring your family tree?!
Thursday, August 7, 2014
Three Weeks
Over the last week or so, there has been more enough excitement around here and not in a good way. First our Palm Springs condo was flooded in the utility closet by our upstairs neighbor whose management company failed to shut off the water when leaving the condo vacant for an extended period of time. Dealing with them accusing us of possibly being the source of the leak (since when does water go up?!) and then getting them to finally come and do something about the damage has been none too peachy. I can start to see why people jump to sue. Now our trusty old computer of 7 plus years has finally decided to give up the ghost. I am currently blogging on a cheap tablet-not so fun. However, my nephew will be here tonight and we have lots of swimming, boating and fishing to do. Not to mention his trip to Vegas that he earned by doing exceptionally hard work during his schooling this year. So we are going to concentrate on having a blast over the next 3 weeks and deal with life's little annoyances as little as possible!
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