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I've been enjoying getting to know bartender guy over text. I kind of adore him. But he's monogamous and I'm not about to get in there and fuck that shit up. Still, it's fun to have a crush and get to know the guy. I am hoping the crush subsides, though, or it could be frustrating. Toby's up to speed on all of this. He's understanding and cool. It'd be hard for me to see him crushing on someone like I am, but I'm glad things are cool as they are.

I heard my Airbnb guest say the name of my listing on the phone just now, and I'm worried she's calling in a complaint or something. I've had a couple of complaints from recent guests that struck me as total bullshit. One was pissed I didn't have a TV (the listing says I don't!) and one complained that there wasn't a lamp in the room (there are two in the closet; she just didn't look, and called Airbnb instead of just fucking asking me). Look, I charge $40 a night. You don't get the fucking Ritz-Carlton. It's a small room in a small house in an out-of-the-way neighborhood. You can use the kitchen and the laundry and everything will be clean if not tidy. I just hate when I get bad reviews based on the expectation that their $40/night is buying them some premium service. That's not how this works and those bad reviews cost me bookings :( My reviews are mostly really good, but the bad ones sting. I can't help but take it a little personally. And every time I get a new review, I'm really nervous to read it. Sigh. I really look forward to moving so I can just rent this place out long-term and have passive income. But that'll probably be a while...

I was over at Josh & Mary's house this evening. I played with Gwen and got some love and snuggles from her, then played board games for a bit. I asked them if they were going to use Dreamwidth -- both are infrequent but still active LJers. Sounded like probably not, but that's okay. It's not what it used to be. I'm not sure if anyone at all is reading me here, but it's important to me to keep going, anyway, for my own sake. We talked about how we probably wouldn't know each other if not for LJ -- it's not a nonzero chance, because we DO have mutual friends who are friends with each other (them from college, me from bridge), but certainly wouldn't know each other on the level we do now. And how different my life would be! They are my closest friends, and the two people outside of my immediate family whom I know I could count on the most should I need emergency help of any kind. They're also 90% of my platonic social life. And their kid is my niece. My life would be unrecognizable without them. Thanks, LJ.
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Painting my own house sucks. It's much easier to do someone else's. I'm sure there's lots of psychology theory behind that. But anyway after 2.5 days of intermittent work, we're done with the two small bedrooms. That leaves the hallway and the master bedroom to do, which I really don't wanna. The master has vaulted ceilings and is HUGE, so I know it's gonna take forever, and also it's only just now occuring to me that I don't have a ladder tall enough, so unless I can borrow one tomorrow, I can't really do it anyway. I guess I could also buy one. It wouldn't be the worst thing to have an extension ladder. But they're spendy and I don't think I could get it home from the store in my Prius.

Uber did a driver incentive thing for this weekend, so I went out driving last night for a few hours. I almost never do night time driving, and usually only log in long enough to do three or four rides, then call it good and go home. But I wanted to take advantage of the incentives and I was feeling good, so I did. Altogether I made about $30/hour, which is definitely a good wage, but also it felt like such a grind. It felt like I was out there much longer than I was, and when I came home, I wasn't tired enough to go to sleep, so I was up until 3am, and then tired all day today, and just blah. But I've got nothing better to do tonight, so I'll go back out for a little while and see how it goes. It's crazy how many people I was picking up at midnight last night to take TO their evening plans. Like, most nights, midnight is the latest I would even dream of staying out. But these folks were just getting started. Damn.

Taborgrass is back in session for the fall, and so far I'm keeping up well enough with the intermediate class. I practiced really hard all week and was really pleased at how much I was able to improve on the one tune I've been working on. When I first looked at the music, it was a "yeah...haha, no" situation, but after breaking it down and gradually building up to it, I had it more or less figured out in a week. The next song is harder still, though, so we'll see. I'm still loving my instrument, though.
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I went to the doctor this morning because my ankle has been bothering me for no clear reason for 3 weeks now. She says no more running until it is healed, and referred me to PT, which is thankfully covered by my insurance now. Bleh. Getting old sucks!

Toby gets home tomorrow, and I am super duper excited to see him again :) We've got a bunch of projects at home to work on together once he has time to readjust. We're getting new carpets next month, which means we'll have to get everything in the upstairs of the house ready to move out for the carpets to go in. Since we're doing that anyway, I figured it's the perfect time to paint up there, too, so that'll happen sometime before the new carpets come down. No dropcloth, no problem! But anyway the time is nigh to do another big stuff-purge.

Tonight I made plans with my friend Auburn to get together for happy hour and also bike around Portland on the new BikeTown bikes (it's our local bikeshare program). I've really missed all my local friends, and my doctor says biking will be good for my ankle, so that'll be a good way to spend an evening :) For now, though, I'm finally tackling the laundry from my trip and hopefully will have my suitcases entirely unpacked and put away before Toby gets home tomorrow. 
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It was great to have Emily here, but the visit, as always, was too short! I picked her up on Friday afternoon at the train station (after spending the morning at the DMV with Toby so he could finally get his learner's permit!) and presented her with the baby shower book I'd put together over the previous few weeks. Rather than throw her an actual shower (soooo not her thing, and also all her friends are spread out all over the world), I sent questionairres to her friends to fill out and then I put their answers in a book. There were two parts: one was a survey of wishes for the baby, where friends finish sentences like "I hope you have your mother's ____," and "I hope your first word is ___." Sentimental stuff, mostly :) Then the other one was mostly silly -- it was a survey of baby name suggestions. Pick names from books, songs, movies, etc. Anyway I had a ton of fun putting it together, and Emily loved reading through it. Time will tell if she takes any of those name suggestions. I do have to say that everyone who suggested she name her kid "Meg" went up in my esteem.

Friday afternoon was pretty laid back. We went for a walk, then took the train into the city for food cart dinner and froyo. We spent a few hours at the Barrel Room for dueling pianos that night, then came home and did the sleep thing. We woke up early Saturday to go kayaking. Ben and Toby joined us, and we rented one tandem, one single, and one SUP. I took the SUP for most of the morning, and the weather was perfect. Toby and Emily each took turns trying it out, and both were so proficient at it that I no longer felt awesome about how quickly I took to it. Emily was even doing yoga on it. As we were getting our things out of the river, a piece of the kayak that wasn't very well secured fell into the water. Feeling bold, I volunteered to dive in and fetch it -- the water is about neck-deep at the dock where it fell, so it was not just wading in up to my knees or something. I'm surprised that in this group of adventurers, I was the one that chose to do this. The weather was nice, but not hot -- only about 75ish, and the water was fucking cold. But I went for it, retrieved the kayak piece, and we returned our rentals and headed out. Ben and Toby each went on to other engagements afterward, but Em and I hit up Abhiruchi for lunch. That's still my favorite meal in all of Portland, but they've been making their buffet dishes way spicier lately, and it didn't take long for lunch to make its presence known in my system. We came home and napped for a while, then got to work on some household projects. I'd asked for Em's help with some t-shirt modifications I wanted to do, and we did a few of those. Then Emily suggested that we should do some tidying and organizing around the house. She went to work and told me what I needed to work on, and we got moving. I swear I didn't invite her down to clean my house, but I'm grateful that she wanted to! I mentioned to her some of the projects that Toby and I have been cooking up, and we decided a trip to Ikea was in order. We did some rearranging downstairs, she put together a new shelving unit for me, and together we did a lot more organizing that evening. I was so excited to surprise Toby with it the next day. (He was impressed!) Emily commented that every time she comes to visit, she can see that whatever we've worked on the last time (because she always helps me around the house, whether I ask or not) has regressed a bit, but it's regressed less. So basically my adulting process is two steps forward, one step back. But that's still forward progress! I have big goals for this house over the next few months. I hope I can maintain the drive...

On Sunday, we got her things together and headed downtown to check out the Saturday Market and get some more cart food before her train came. Toby met us there and the three of us hung out together in the train station doing a crossword while we waited for the train. By then, my shingles had gotten really painful, and I'd made a doc appointment for right after that, so we went from saying our goodbyes straight to the doctor's office.

I was horrified when the doc said it was shingles, partly because I know shingles sucks, but also because I know it's contagious and didn't want Emily (or Toby, but especially Emily) to get it. The doc said the risk was low, though, so hopefully this outbreak ends with me. I've been taking prescriptions since Sunday afternoon now, and the pain isn't really any better, but the rash has changed a bit. It's not spreading at all, but it's gotten more blistery. The doctor said it should take about a week to clear up now that I'm on the medicine. TOO LONG. But I'll live. I've canceled all but my most essential plans for the week and I plan to make the most of the doctor's orders to take it easy. I'm hopeful that a couple more days of rest will be all I need, and then I'll feel ready to hit the ground running again.

In the meantime, I've been trying to do little things, but not pushing myself too much. Yesterday, Toby and I did some more organizing around the house. I made a good dent in my craft area before my arm started screaming at me, and Toby worked really hard on the overgrowth in the back yard. It looks great! He let me nap for a bit while he did some work stuff, and then we went over to Chris & Bethany's house to play games and eat. Josh, Mary, and Gwen were there, and the four adults had already started a game, so Toby and I played a different one for a bit, then we all ate together. Their game was still going, so Toby and I hung out with Gwen after dinner. She was very cuddly and sweet on me yesterday, and I loved every minute of it. When it was time for them to go, she apparently missed me very much. I was touched :)

Toby and I stayed to play a game of Thurn and Taxis with Chris and Bethany, which I lost horribly. I still love that game, and I've always felt that a lot comes down to luck of the draw, but that said, I almost never do very well, so maybe I'm just bad at it. Whatever, though. Love it anyway.

Toby and I got some driving practice in over the weekend, too. He's never really driven at all before, so he's nowhere near ready for primetime (or actual roads), but he managed to navigate a few parking lots and neighborhoods without too much trouble. I've never taught someone to drive before, so we'll see how it goes. Wish us luck!
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Most days this week, I've been in my pj's well into the afternoon. But even though I still have bedhead at 1:30pm, I am being productive today. I've gotten a lot more cleaning and organizing done in the house, but it's such an ongoing task...I'm proud of the progress I'm making, still overwhelmed by what's left, though.

One of the biggest challenges in this process is all the memories I uncover. So many little things I'd forgotten about, or just wasn't actively remembering...it's a kick in the gut. Because the memories are good and I don't want to throw the thing away, but it's a predictable amount of emotionally difficult, too. Right now I have a drawer dedicated to "painful memories I don't want to lose." It's got things like pictures, my wedding rings, notes we wrote each other, little gifts.

I'm also particularly emotional right now because the NABC's have just started. When I played regularly, it felt like eons between nationals, but now that I don't attend and they're such a huge emotional trigger for me (it's really hard seeing half the people I know all talking about it on Facebook and not being part of that group), it feels like there's ALWAYS an NABC going on. So I've had some crying jags today.

Despite the sometimes-crippling sadness, though, I'm not letting it completely derail me. I've been adulting hard this week. I've spent hours cleaning and purging my house of things I don't need. I've done work things. I've done personal financial things. I'm being healthy. I have to give myself big props for all that I've done, because I'm nailing it. I wish it were faster, easier, etc...but I think the work is good for me.

I want to another thing going on in my life but I think that deserves its own post. Coming right up.
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I'm making some serious progress cleaning my house and clearing shit out. I decided to get rid of almost all my makeup. For some reason, I have drawers full of the shit, and I wear makeup...never? I wear eyeliner occasionally but really that's it. I did keep some funky glitter eyeshadows for crazy party purposes, and I kept the eyeliner I actually use, but everything else is in a big bag ready to leave my house. Some of it is a little bit used but a lot of it is totally untouched. If you want it, let me know. I'll throw it out if no one claims it. I hear you can do artsy things with it, but that's not on my agenda.

Anyway it feels really good to make more progress...but I do still feel like I have this overwhelming mess and how will I ever get up to speed here? Just keep working at it, I guess.

I'm kind of impressed with how much got done in just an hour today. I think I can, I think I can...
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I am 32 years old (and a half, as of tomorrow), and for the first time in my life, I live alone. It'll be very brief as I have an airbnb person checking in today to stay for a month, but whatever, I'm the only permanent resident of my home. It's weird. It's liberating. It's sad. It's overdue.

I have feelings.

But right now I'm just sort of in awe of the space that I have. The closets? Mine. The bathrooms? Mine. Pantry, fridge, walls, garage, etc...this stuff is just mine, and I can rearrange it (or get rid of it) as I please. Wow.

Dan moved his things out while I was away this weekend for the Napa Valley Ragnar Relay. The race was an amazing experience for me. I signed up back in April or something, and I've been dreading it (but not preparing for it) ever since. The last couple of weeks, I put in extra time at the gym, but still not really running -- just extra minutes on the elliptical, a little more weightlifting, not skipping days. I had no idea how that would translate to running, but it was better than I'd hoped. I had 3 great runs and I'm really anxious to do it again. I may have finally discovered something of a runner's high. My team was great and I loved the experience and I have a lot more to say about it, but I'm still tired and have shit to do around my house before the airbnb person checks in, so I'll leave it at that for now. It was good.

I did pull a muscle, though. Not during the run, of course, but while I was taking my shoes off after my second leg. Guess what I pulled...you're not going to guess it. A kegel. I didn't even know that was fucking POSSIBLE, but the repeated twinges I get when I shift my weight tell me that it is very real. Dang. But I love a good story, so of course I consider this worth it. And my tail bone is a little worse for wear after the race, so basically my whole bottom area is a disaster zone. Moreso than usual.

A friend is on his way over to help me do some chores -- I wonder if he knows that's what he's coming over to do...but anyway I should get moving on those things.
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I'm missing two of my favorite board games. Because they were my favorites, they were usually on the kitchen table or near it, rather than in the stack of games I keep at the other end of the room. After searching high and low for them last night, I came to the conclusion that they must have gone out with the recycling sometime. I also keep my recycling in the same basic area as my not-put-away games. Dangerous. Shit.

I am getting tidier. I am still a complete slob, but I'm gradually improving my housekeeping skills. I feel good about this. I hope the trend continues. It will be interesting to see what my space looks like when it's just my things here. I haven't ever lived alone -- even when I've been alone in my house for weeks or months at a time, there's always been another person's lifetime collection of stuff sharing the space with me. I wonder if I'll get tidier still when I have no one to blame for my messes but myself.
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I am busy. I think it's good for me to be busy. It can be overwhelming and I still have lots of sadness lingering, but I am doing things that are good for me.

I listed a property yesterday and I already have 3 offers. I'm psyched because this one is way out in the far 'burbs and I wasn't sure how quickly it would move. So that's a weight off, knowing I'll get paid at least once more this year. I've also had airbnb people pretty regularly at my place for the last few months, with reservations continuing through November, so that's a nice supplement, and motivation to keep my house sort of tidy.

I volunteered to coach YMCA basketball this fall. Actually, I sent an email asking about it, and then today I got an email with a roster of little girls and practice and game times telling me this is my team. Well then! Luckily the time commitments don't interfere too much with what's already on my schedule, so I can go ahead and take on this team, but the first game is while I'm away for the Ragnar race in California. Hopefully I can work that out. If any locals want to co-coach with me, let me know. Definitely looking for someone who can at least sub that first weekend.

This morning I went to the pumpkin patch with Shanon and her kids. All the pumpkins there were kind of rotten and gross, so we didn't get any, but we had a fun time playing on the farm, and then I bought some Halloween decorations at their shop. I'd like to do a pumpkin carving thing in a couple weeks, maybe, if some friends would be into that. I'm pretty terrible at this sort of thing, but it could be fun anyway. I'm proud of myself though because my house looks kind of festive. I planted mums in the toilet in the back yard, and I strung some lights back there. The inside of the house is coming along slowly, too. I'm definitely no housekeeper, but for some reason Shanon likes to do this sort of thing, so she's been helping me get things cleaner around here.

Mandolin is going really well. I've been taking private lessons once a week and also attending a beginning bluegrass class called Taborgrass for 3 hours each Saturday. It's all kinds of instruments (though 3/4 of the room is guitars -- there are also a couple other mandos, some fiddles, dobros, banjos, and a bass) and the format is very easy to follow. It feels like we're actually making real music in there, and that's empowering. It encourages me to keep at it, anyway. Emily came down from Vancouver and did a class with me last weekend with her guitar. It was great.

All these activities and positives help balance out the very difficult things I've been going through, too. I hope this isn't one of those things where I make myself so busy that I can't process the hard stuff and then I eventually collapse under the strain of it all and have a real meltdown...I don't *feel* like that's coming, but I'm on guard, anyway.
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Youguysyouguysyouguys! I finished my real estate coursework! I still have a few steps before I'm licensed -- there are end-of-course exams I have to pass, and I should study a bit before I try to take those, because some of that reading is not very fresh in my mind, but I did take one of them today and passed it (for the most recent subject material I covered). It only took about ten minutes to complete that exam, though, so I don't think that the rest of them will take up too much time. Then I need to schedule my final licensing exam, pass the mofo (you find out immediately), and proceed with my startup stuff like getting photos taken and launching a website and all that fun stuff. I'm so close! Finishing the coursework was huge for me, though. I've been stagnating for a long time, really close to the finish line but just not focused enough to fucking get it done. We talked a lot about that in therapy last night, discussed strategies to get the ball rolling again (and to stay on task), and whaddya know, I applied said strategies and was successful. Huzzah!

Therapy has been really good lately. I'm feeling a lot better about so many things, and both Z and I are much more relaxed in our coexistence than we have been in...ever. So that's good. Obviously there's a lot about it that's still really hard, but I feel like we're making the right kind of progress.

I've got an awesome long weekend ahead of me. We've got three different guests coming for various stays -- Jen Cote is coming up from NM tonight, and will be here through Tuesday. She was here about this time last year and I love her and we always have a blast together. Then tomorrow, Jen Chalfan is coming down from Seattle, probably bringing her daughter, and staying for the weekend. We're all signed up to run a 5K on Saturday, which happens to take place at a local amusement park, so that'll be a fun day. Then on Sunday, we have a new short-term renter moving in.

In preparation for all of this, we've been doing a lot of housework. That's something else I'm working on in therapy to try to be better at...not letting my laziness overcome me to the detriment of my living conditions. It's a struggle. But guests are good motivation.

I've also solidified most of my travel plans for the rest of the calendar year. I've all but given up on hitting the mileage requirement for Gold status again, but I'm well into Silver anyway. I was hoping to go someplace international, and I still might if the right fare pops up, but right now I'm just planning on sticking around here for the most part, and going to Providence for the duration of the NABC (after having Thanksgiving in Virginia with my folks). Because of my work schedule and the Thanksgiving holiday, I'm able to take two full weeks off and only having two days covered by my coworker, so even though I'm traveling for a long time, it's not a major burden on my office. That's nice. I still haven't worked out what I'll do for Christmas. I would say that going home over Thanksgiving is enough, really, but William and his family don't come down then -- only for Christmas. So if I want to see them, I need to go then. And of course I want to see them! So we'll see. All this stuff is time off work, money spent, etc. More likely to go to VA for a quick Xmas visit if I don't end up doing any more traveling the rest of the year, and it looks like that's how it'll go. I'd like to get down to Phoenix a time or two to visit with A and Katy, and my regular four-day weekends should make that a viable option. But I also want to dive into real estate up here, which means I probably should be around a lot.

Anyway, super excited to have some of my favorite people visiting for the weekend, and I look forward to hugs and talks and good workouts and girlfriend time.

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I think one of the main motivations for me to become a successful realtor is to have enough money to pay someone else to clean my house regularly. Because, omg.

I have an Airbnb guest for the week coming this afternoon, so I figured I'd need to do some cleaning in the rooms he'll use. I washed sheets, changed the linens, vacuumed the bedroom...all that was fine and dandy and took not a terribly long time, so it's all good. Then I got to the bathroom. I figured a little cleanser on the surfaces and fresh towels and I'd be all set there...an hour and a bucket of sweat later, I am content that it is suitable for guests. It wasn't a disaster by any means before I got to it, just little spots and whatnot kind of everywhere, and once I started cleaning, I had to really get at the whole thing to make it evenly spic and span. I was down on my hands and knees, wiping sweat off my face with my forearm while holding cleaning rags and looking disheveled, just like some infomercial character.

But now the guest spaces in my house are super clean and ready to be messed up by someone new. My room, however...let's not talk about that.

I feel accomplished...but I'm a long way from having a tidy home. I just don't think that's ever going to be something I can manage on my own. So I just have to get rich enough to throw some money at the problem.

I've been doing a lot of duct tape crafting lately, too. Turns out I don't suck at it...well, not entirely, anyway. It's crazy how much working with tape fucks up your skin, though. My hands are ridiculously torn up. Can't really wear gloves, though...I'm sure I'd end up sticking myself together straitjacket style.

Anyway I should get up and shower so I am personally clean enough to host a visitor. I'm picking him up in an hour or so, I think?
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I thought what happened was that I was going to bed really early. I think what really happened is I took a late-evening nap and now I'm awake again for a while. Sigh...might as well write something.

It's been a lovely weekend. Katy and Emily both stayed with me, so it was a real sister party. Or a fake sister party, since none of us are actually sisters. Except, you know, we totally are. Anyway we did Portlandy things on Saturday -- food carts, Saturday Market, and wandering around downtown. Sunday we went to the zoo to take advantage of how fucking beautiful it is outside right now. Katy went home on Sunday afternoon, then Em and I went to Ikea to shop for her new place. Basically Vancouver is a crazy expensive town, so she does most of her shopping either online or south of the border. I held my impulse buys to a minimum, but not nil. I did buy a mirror that I've really liked every time I visit the store. Unlike everything else I've ever gotten at Ikea, it did not come with all of the necessary parts, though. It had a mounting thing on the back, and a little plate to screw into the wall, but no screws or tools for screwing. I dug around in our garage and found the right tools, though, and mounted the thing all by myself at the top of the stairs. We'll see how long it lasts without falling...

Emily helped me cut the vinyl and replace the floor in our laundry nook. The new machines come on Wednesday. It will be really nice to be able to wash my clothes again. I've got plenty of clothes, but not necessarily enough socks, underwear, and gym things to get me through two weeks without laundry (because it had been a week already when the machine broke). I could hand wash some things in the bathtub, I guess, but I've made it this far...

I finally met my friend Paul today, too. He's a good friend of Lorie and David's, and they cyber-introduced us so that Paul could help me work on my website concept (coming soon, maybe?). He was in town and we made some progress on the site, and maybe one day soon it'll actually exist. Anyway it was great to see him.

I worked out with Ertan this afternoon, which kicked my butt as usual, but it was mentally different today. This was my first time seeing him since rejoining WW, and he and I could both tell that I was in a better place this time. More determined, and stronger than last week. The mental switch has definitely been flipped, and I'm optimistic about turning my fitness around the way I want to. Still not sure if I can reasonably expect to ever get back to running -- my plantar fasciitis is getting worse if anything, and it feels wrong to test the limits there. So I'm pushing harder at other things and will stop using my feet as an excuse to be lazy. There are other exercises.

As for WW, I've been tracking everything religiously, and putting more into my workouts as a result. Amazing the effect simply writing shit down has. I've always known this, but allowed myself to get lazy about it, and that's when my previous success started to unravel. I don't know if I can keep up the regular tracking forever and ever, but I know that it's what it takes to see the results I want, and I'm doing it now. I'll tackle each new day as it comes.
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I'm not sure what I believe about afterlife and spirits and communication with the departed and all that, but it sure seems like Marma is looking out for me right now. I think about her a lot, but last night I spent a longer-than-usual amount of time just sort of meditating on how awesome she was. Then this morning, I got an email from my uncle, who has been the executor of her estate, saying that the last of her bank accounts is closed and settled and that I will be getting my share of it in the mail as soon as I sign a form and send it back. It's $2500. Basically the exact cost of a top-of-the-line washer/dryer combo. That said, I'm not buying a top-of-the-line combo, but the timing was great. She died in 1998! Most of the inheritance stuff was settled back then, but this one last account has taken forever for some reason.

In the paperwork that I had to sign, there is an itemized list of disbursements from Marma's estate. I was skimming it, and saw that under funeral expenses, the estate paid out all the usual stuff -- church, headstone, funeral home, organist -- but also $65 to Charlotteville Eye Associates and $3.98 to Hosiery Corp of America. Wtf? She was cremated before the funeral. I have no idea what these expenses are for or why they'd be in with the funeral stuff. I could ask my uncle, but for now it's more fun to just scratch my head and laugh about it. I mean, okay, maybe pantyhose were somehow needed, but why are we paying this panythose corporation directly and not, say, getting a pair at the drugstore? Mysteries of the universe...
I do remember that she'd had an eye exam right before she died -- she was bragging that when she went to renew her driver's license at age 90 that she could read all the lines without glasses, even though the DMV guy only wanted her to read the top line. Of course she read them all, because that's how she rolled. But anyway I'm not really sure how an eye clinic would have expenses involved with a cremation or funeral. Whatever. Not a big deal. Just weird.

Anyway, I'm shopping online for a new washer/dryer. The most important thing is that whatever I get comes with delivery and removal of the old one, because my laundry room is upstairs and EFF THAT. It seems there is a big price gap between the low-end and high-end stuff, with not much at all right in the middle. Combos I've looked at are either $2000+ or $899ish, and I'm not seeing anything in between. As nice as it would be to have a fancypants washer/dryer combo, I don't think I can justify spending an extra thousand bucks on it. I'm not sure the bigger units would fit, anyway. I have to be able to get it up the stairs and squeeze it into what is basically a closet for the laundry room. If you think there's a good reason I should shell out the extra cash for a top of the line vs. cheap model, please argue your case. I'll buy something tomorrow.

Ugh and Oy.

Oct. 8th, 2013 09:40 pm
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McKenzie, Shellie, and I went to the Blazers' first preseason game last night. It was fun, but the team looked a bit rusty, to say the least. Oh well. I'll love them hard no matter how JV they are.

On the way home, my roommate called because there was a problem with the washer and he was freaking out. Apparently, there had been a flood situation. We dealt with it quickly so there's no water damage, but it looks like we're going to be replacing the washer/dryer now. A water damage specialist came out today to check the house for problems, and he left a bunch of fans and a dehumidifier going, but it seems mostly not a big deal. It's just such a pain in the ass because there's no one person to call who can deal with everything. A washer guy can come look at the washer to diagnose the problem, but can't tell me if there's any water damage. The water guy can come clean up the damage but can't tell me what caused it. So before I can ditch the washing machine that we've got, the washer specialist has to come out and check it out. Maybe it's a quick repair and we just do that, but this machine is so old that I'm kind of happy to replace it anyway. Just a pain in the ass that I have to make all these various appointments. But better to do all that than to half-ass it and end up with mold and mildew damage because I wasn't thorough. I love being a homeowner, but it does sometimes force you to spend your money on really unfun things. Oh well. New appliances might be kinda fun.

This afternoon I saw Ertan for the first time in a long time. By the end of my workout, I was DONE. I was dizzy and pukey, so I just sat in the car and drank a lot of water for several minutes before I powered up to go home. Then when I got here I sat down on my bed thinking "maybe this will make my body stop throbbing." Two hours later, I woke up. That was a great nap! And I do feel better, but I ended up missing the puzzles and pints event I intended to attend tonight. Bummer, but I definitely needed that rest. I'll go to the next one.

I've decided that I'm going back to Weight Watchers this week. I've been gaining weight again, for plenty of reasons, like plantar fasciitis and not running and being kind of lazy with my workouts and also eating like a pig...so back to what I know works. I've been waiting for myself to hit that breaking point for a while now...I knew it was time to go back to it a while ago but I kept not quite being ready. Now I'm good to go. Let's do this. I'm tired of only having the one pair of jeans that's comfortable to wear, and I'm NOT buying new jeans. No idea how much weight I've gained, but I don't like the way I look in my favorite clothes and I'm ready to change that. So. Thursday I'll go back to my regular meeting. I'm a little weird about it since I quit working for WW, it feels strange to go back as a member, but I know there won't be judgment from the employees. It just feels like kind of a failure. But I know it's not really. Failing would be not going back. So. Pride, swallowed.

I'm also thinking of taking up swimming at my gym. A friend has been posting Facebook updates about a program like C25K but for swimming, and that seems like something I could do...
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I am a cleaning FIEND. Since I have Airbnb guests coming today, I wanted to get the house in much better condition, and I totally did. Downstairs is presentable if not pristine, and the bedroom and bathroom that they'll be using tonight are as close to perfection as I can get. My bedroom is a mess, but that door will stay closed, and all the overflow shit is in the third bedroom, which will also remain closed :) I vacuumed and mopped and scrubbed to the point that I was sweaty. I feel good!

I still have to clear out my car before I pick them up, but I have a couple hours yet, so I'm giving myself a break to relax for a bit.

The majority of what got vacuumed or mopped up was hair. I'm such a sheddy mess. Now that my hair is shorter, hopefully it won't be as all over the house as it has been. It's kind of a shame I didn't get that neat freak gene. I like having a neat home, but I don't care enough to actually put forth the effort required to keep it that way. One day when I have lots of dollars, some of them will go toward help in that department.
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One thing I love about Portland is the weather. It cracks me up when people in the southeast are all "how can you stand all that rain?" First of all, it's not as rainy as people think, and second of all, how can YOU stand all that heat and humidity? Seriously, yuck. I mean, I grew up in it so I was used to it, but when I moved away I realized how much nicer outside can feel. Outside is awesome! Here, anyway.

That said, the last few days have been brutally hot. In the 90's...no humidity, thankfully, but 95 degrees is still uncomfortable enough. Our house has A/C, but it's not particularly effective. The upstairs is always at least 20 degrees warmer than the downstairs (true all year round), and our bedroom has these 15' high ceilings and big windows and one teeny tiny A/C vent that just doesn't get the job done. Heat makes me lethargic, but it was too uncomfortable to sleep until I pulled an ice pack out of the fridge this afternoon. I put it on my stomach and enjoyed one of the longest naps of my life. Which is why I'm awake now at 1am, but I don't mind terribly because it's comfortable in here now with the sun down and the windows open and our fan going full blast. I went out to run some errands when I woke up from my nap (at 9pm, heh), and went to Target to get another fan. No dice. Apparently I'm not the only uncomfortably hot person in Beaverton. Air conditioning isn't standard at all here, because like I mentioned before, the weather is generally pretty fucking beautiful and it's just not a necessity. But on days like this, it's nice to have. I shudder to think how awful it would be here without ours going, even though it does underperform.

I had an awesome dream last night where I was skydiving, but the only part I dreamed about was the freefall part. I was just flipping and twisting and doing all sorts of air-acrobatics, and it felt amazing. I love dreams where you can feel the sensations you're dreaming about. I also love that I got to dream about the awesome part of skydiving without the scary parts of actually jumping, figuring out how to land, and all that nerve-wracking stuff. I was just flipping at high speed, and it was awesome.

I've always been someone who enjoys motion, particularly the kinds of movement that tend to make others sick. I love being dizzy (exception: drunk dizzy is scary as fuck and I do not like it), roller coasters, free falls, spinning and jumping and bouncing and taking that bump on Earlysville Road at 80mph...I hope I never grow out of this.
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Things are busy and exhausting, but I'm in a mostly good mood.  Since I left off, I've been to Olympia for two two-day stints.  The bridge was good but non-great, but the company was spectacular.  I had a good time and I'm glad I went.  Sometimes I get a little bummed that I can't play more, but the six sessions I played in Olympia were just fine. 

I attempted a long run on Saturday, and I just couldn't make it happen.  And my last 10K was really unfun, too.  I have plenty of excuses to point to about struggling with my running, but the bottom line is that I haven't had a good run in a really long time.  So I'm taking a little break, and I'm going to reboot when my travel schedule settles down.  I'll keep running, but I'm not training right now.  Just working out, not pushing for extra.  Hopefully a little time off will reinvigorate me.  I'm already signed up for my half marathon in April, so it's not like I'm abandoning those plans. 

On Monday, Shellie and I went to the Blazers' preseason game against the Jazz.  We were able to get really great seats on Stubhub for not too much money, so I'm going to probably go that route for most of my tickets from now on.  I'm pretty sure the Blazers are going to be just awful this year, but I'm prepared for that.  It'll still be fun to go to the games. 

The house is great, but progress has slowed a lot now that it's comfortably established.  There's still a lot more we should do, but very little motivation, since everything is more or less livable as is.  Need to just do it, though. 

Shopping tonight for shoes to go with my awesome African dress for Jess' wedding this weekend!!!  So excited for that!  The wedding, not the shopping...but also the shopping.
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It's been super awesome having Kelly around.  I never really did the roommate thing with another girl -- I lucked into a single for most of college, and since then my housemates have always been dudes, which I love, but having another lady around all the time is a completely different experience, and when she's a good friend, that just makes it way fun.  I mean, guy or gal buddies, I spend a lot of time talking about wangs, but it's different.  Anyway. 

Kelly's tagged along with me on a few activities that I would either do alone kind of half-assed or not at all if I didn't have the motivation factor of a partner in pain.  We went for a short run through the park near the house, and I got my bearings enough that I think I'll do plenty more of those runs on nice days.  We did some cooking (okay, she cooked and I helped her eat, but I made salad!).  Then yesterday we went to a BodyPump class at my gym.  I've done maybe 5 of them in the past, and each time I've done it I've thought WHY AM I DOING THIS TO MYSELF??? OMG GET ME OUT OF HERE!!  But last night wasn't so bad.  I mean, I'm sore as all getout today, but I didn't hate myself during the workout like I have in the past.  The instructor was really fun, too.  She's new here from Reno, but she was just subbing at that gym -- she normally works Murray Scholls.  I think I'll try to get to some of her classes out there, because she was awesome.  I totally wanted to hang out with her after.  At one point in the class, she was talking about "pit biscuits" (the little flabby area around the armpit that just about every woman has poking out of her sports bra), and she was like "y'all know what I'm talking about," and made eye contact and pointed at me, 'cause I was just in her line of sight.  Then she's like "oh, psshh, of course I look at the skinniest girl in the room.  You have no idea what pit biscuits are.  Lucky b..."  She was very playful like that the whole time, and for the record, I was not the skinniest girl in the room (not even close), but that was a feeling I've never had before, at least not since puberty (before which, yeah, I was the skinniest girl in the room pretty much always, but I have long forgotten what that was like).  I wanted to get out my WW Before picture and be like "No!  Look!  I totally get pit biscuits!  Look at me!"  Anyway, it was a really enjoyable, albeit painful, experience, and I think I'll go back again in a week or so.  I keep meaning to make this class part of my routine, but my regular gym only offers it while I'm at work.  I can go to any 24 Hour Fitness location, though, and my new house is kind of equidistant to a few of them, so I can make it happen. 

I'm heading back to Olympia tonight for more bridge this weekend -- one day with Cristal and one day with Tree.  The weekend after that is Jess' wedding, but the weekend after THAT I actually have very little in the way of plans (I do have to go to Salem one afternoon for a WW training thing), so I want to host a little shindig to introduce Kelly to more of my local friends.  First weekend in November.  We will do...something.  :)
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Last night, I had a dream that I slept through my race.  In the dream, I was sure I must have been dreaming, because I would never oversleep, but all the little in-dream tests I did to see if I was actually dreaming came up negative...then, in the same dream, I actually did wake up from the dream, relieved it had been a dream after all, only to realize that I had STILL overslept.  How meta.  Then I ACTUALLY woke up and it was 6am and I had plenty of time and nervous energy to kill before the 10K.

This race was not great.  The weather wasn't as bad as it could have been -- conditions were wet and parts of the trail were soggy, but I was properly dressed and therefore not uncomfortable.  However.  The course sucked.  It was in a park, and had lots of twists and turns, marked only by chalk arrows -- no volunteers on the course to direct folks.  The problem with that is that the rain had washed away most of the arrows.  There were also very few people doing the 10K course (300 in the 5K, 20 in the 10), so it's not like I had a pack of people I could just follow.  There was a couple about 100 yards ahead of me, and if I hadn't seen them turn, I would've missed the first several turns of the course, so for the first part of the race, I really overexerted myself to keep up with them just so I wouldn't get lost.  But eventually I had to give up on that -- I was losing ground and there was still a lot more race to go.  I followed the arrows and luckily stayed on course, but that was very stressful.  It was not well marked at all, and there were a few intersections where I had to stop and scan the ground for signs of an arrow.  That was annoying.  The other annoying part is that the course curved to within feet of the finish line not once but twice -- and there were no mile markers, so both times I thought it was plausible that I was done, only to have quite a bit more running to do.  That is a psychological killer.  My pace dropped off severely after that.  I had been in front of a small, sort of spread out pack of people for the first 4ish miles, and they all passed me in the last 2 miles.  My final time wasn't bad, but I felt shitty.  It just wasn't a good run, and I didn't enjoy it.  I didn't even have much of a sense of accomplishment at the end because I felt so crappy.  All I was thinking was "how am I ever going to run TWICE this far?"  But that was just the bad energy taking over.  I know I can do better.  My half is a little less than six months away, and a lot can happen in six months.  I remember when a 5K seemed like an impossible task, and that wasn't very long ago.  Just gotta stick with it.

My plan was to go do some cider pressing with friends after the race, but I felt so exhausted and crappy that I came home and fell right into bed.  When I woke up, I had a killer headache, so I just lazed around the house all afternoon waiting for that to run its course.  Then around 6pm, I finally felt well enough to get up and get some shit done.  Kelly gets here tonight, so the first priority was to make a guest room livable for her.  I put up curtains, put together the desk that was in there but disassembled, bedified the futon, made the bed, and moved all the excess stuff to the other guest room, which will be known for the foreseeable future as "the staging area."  I don't have a lot on the schedule for tomorrow, just a WW training session in the mid-afternoon, so I'll probably take Kelly around a bit and maybe even get a little bit more done in the house.  Z gets home in the evening and then we leave for Olympia on Monday morning, so anything that doesn't get done tomorrow will probably wait at least another week.  There's really not too much, though.  For now my mission is just to stay awake until Kelly arrives (eta: 90 min), and I'm honestly not sure I can do it...
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Slowly, but surely, this house is coming together.  Actually a lot faster than I thought it would!  Shanon and Jack came over to help me with the Ikea stuff this morning, and we assembled my two bar stools and rack thingy for shoes, then put away some more clothes and other random things before Jack decided that was enough of that and they had to go home.  I'm down to just a few boxes in my room to deal with which I may even get to today.  

My top priority for today is a decent 3-mile run.  I have a 10K in Salem this weekend, and I've barely run at all in the past week, so I want to get a few good short runs in before the race on Saturday.  After that, I'll swing by the old place and grab another few armsful of stuff.  I'm still waiting for someone who is strong enough to help me lift the dressers I got at Ikea out of the car and up the stairs at my place, and then to help me assemble them, so for now those are just sitting in my car waiting to be dealt with.  Hopefully a knight in shining armor will show up soon and help with that.  

Kelly gets here on Saturday evening, so I want to have the guest room all set for her.  It's pretty close -- there's not really much to do besides clear out a few more boxes and decide what furniture goes in there besides the futon.  I eventually want to get a real bed for the guest room as well, but that's unlikely to happen before Saturday.  I just emailed my friend Hendrik, who runs an estate sale business, to see if he's got anything good for me.  We'll see what he comes up with.  


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