Y10 D124

I promised I would wax philosophically today, and so I shall. But first, here's wonderwall.

No seriously, let me gripe about a couple of things first. The new gmail interface? Fucking hate it. Horrible. Awful. Rotten. Ugh. Bleh. Puke.

Second complaint? OMG stop being hot! It's going to be 88 here today. I am done with you heat. Bye now. Leave me. Freeze me. Um, Fall? Come do your job.

Okay, now for more serious stuff. I was talking with my tattoo guy yesterday about everything. Yes, I got another tattoo. It was one of our topics of discussion. "What's old?". We both think about the average 50 year old and what they 'should' or 'shouldn't do'. He's 48, coming up on 49. But like he thinks about his father and can't imagine him having 1 tattoo let alone getting a new one at 50. It was just not a thing. But he understands why we're moving. He may not be happy about losing two good customers, but he gets it. We're at that age where we really have more yesterdays than tomorrow and while some may not understand or approve of the decisions you make, you have to make them. I know some of you think I am out of my mind agreeing to this move, but I know it may be my last hope. I also know that home ownership isn't important to some of you. That's I feel in part due to you being where you are. I have talked to three people about this since Monday and they all say the same thing when I ask them if they have thought about buying a house - 'Not here ever' and that was three people from three different west coast areas. "But the snow!", yeah okay BUT HER EMAILS is just as stupid a fucking argument. How much do I bitch about heat? How many times do I have to say I don't like it? Not to mention that due to the impact of global climate change, that area hasn't seen a major snowfall or bad storm in the last 2-3 years. See you down in Arizona Bay bitches. For me the goal is to feel like I haven't lost everything. For the most part, my mental stability has been pretty fucking good the last year or so. I'd think most of you would agree. No major depression spots, no insane highs. Just normal people spikes and valleys. Part of that lately has been due to me knowing I will be out of this apartment. Again, talking to tattoo guy, we both agree that we don't want to be 75 living in a shitty apartment dealing with neighbors blocking driveways going to a job we hate. This is step one moving away from that future for me. And if that means I have to suck up a little snow, then so fucking be it.

Dropped B off at the airport about 3:25am yesterday, got back about 4. She had an uneventful day and arrived in MI around 2. She is planning to start meeting with the realtors at noon today. We also decided that it might make more sense for me to fly back, sign papers, take care of closing, then come home and we drive. This way we can have the luxury of time. No rushing, no issues. We get there, we go straight into our house. We will see how the timing of everything works out.

Taught my class until 1, headed to tattoo shop, finished up there around 4. Came back, made dinner, watched some tv, went to bed around 10.

Today I am taking the day for myself. Going to work on packing the kitchen. That's one of my big goals for the next few days. If I can get it done I will feel like I am making good progress. Also I need to do some grocery shopping. I just want a break. I have one more class tomorrow then the weekend.

Ugh the weekend. The airshow is this weekend. One of the main reasons B wanted to be gone. Can't say as I blame her. She is awake and not excited about it. Go figure.