Greg, WordPad is much better--thanks! I guess Blogger has decided it hates .doc files now.
Yes, I had too much caffeine Friday night. I never thought I'd say "too much" and "caffeine" together in the same sentence, but I think I'm going to have to switch to decaffeinated for making iced tea. I cannot tell you how much I hate admitting that I can't handle mass quantities of caffeine as easily as I used to. I can still ingest more than the average bear but not nearly as much as in the past. When I get over my limit, not only do I type very, very fast, but also my heart starts pounding. I almost typed "I start getting heart palpitations," but Jebus, that makes me sound frail and old. Anyway, after finally getting my heart rate to a reasonable level after last year's scary high, I should endeavor to keep it there, right?
Good news: Kevin's been moving stuff to the storage unit he rented last week, and his scary man-cave is starting to empty out. Here's the even better news: He told me this morning that he'll be out the first weekend in August. His family reunion is that weekend, so he plans to take everything that's going in the truck up that Friday--and he's not coming back at the end of the reunion. Did I hear a collective sigh of relief?
He thinks I'm being generous by giving him so much furniture and other stuff (including a TV and DVD player), but I don't need to correct his impression by telling him I'm not that freakin' generous; I just want to get rid of a lot before I move. Integrating my crap and Ed's stuff is going to be enough of a challenge without me bringing along tons o' things I don't need. I'm a little nervous about how this "Yours, Mine, and Ours" thing is going to work. I told Ed the other day that I've never lived with anyone who already had all his stuff in place. I keep thinking of that scene in When Harry Met Sally, when Carrie Fisher is arguing with Bruno Kirby about whether his wagon-wheel coffee table stays. I'm a little worried that EVERYthing is going to be a wagon-wheel coffee table. Anyone ever been in this situation before? I could use some advice--or just tell me to calm the hell down.
"All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher." --Ambrose Bierce
About Me
- Lisa
- College Town, Indiana, United States
- I'm a "woman of a certain age," as the French say, and an editor who works at home. Somehow I manage to meet deadlines and be productive despite my disorganized mind and office. I live near a large Midwestern university, but not for much longer. Oh, and I live with Holly the beagle and Charlie the chihuahua, who like to think they protect me.
4 comments:
David and I got married at 30 and each had our own stuff. We didn't think to share pics of what each other had. I ended up getting rid of some stuff that was better than what he had. But you know, there is always more stuff in this world, and we each had a lot of not-new stuff anyway. Some things of his I didn't like at first but they quite grew on me. Others I didn't quite hate at first but they became sticking points. Those were the hard things to get rid of, the wagon wheels. I think you have more levage on those if you can pinpoint them early, but then again we were young and territorial. I think stuff was a litle higher priority than the relationship, but frankly I can't imagine you or Ed putting an item ahead of domestic harmony.
Such happy news about Kevin's departure. It will be hard to live in the house without a tv, but I promise you it will be okay--you will be motivated to git-r-done. You can always watch tv on Hulu online. Just not from the couch. LOL
I wonder if it would be worth putting big items like furniture in storage for Daniel for an apartment? I know a lot of parents of college kids do that, but so much depends on the expense. I think it's probably easiest when you have a garage or basement you're not really using. Ah well. Again, there really is no shortage of stuff in this world, and Daniel will always have a couch somehow if he wants one.
Lisa! All your blog notifies keep going to my spam folder. It's been very annoying but I just fixed it so that shouldn't happen anymore. I can hardly keep up with your entries these days. It's feast or famine with your blog. :| I'm glad Kevin is hauling ass and getting out of there sooner than he tried to push for. He has some nerve, y'know? I don't really have any advice to offer you about your stuff but eventually you two will figure it out and the "yours" and "mine" will become "ours". :)
Sasha, I'm SPAM? Gah!
Celeste, I do have another TV (I know, having two was silly), but I'd gladly give away my only TV to get Kevin out of here faster!
I wanted to hang on to some stuff for Daniel's eventual apartment, but he's going to store some at his dad's house. Good thing Scott Baio has extra room. :)
Lisa, just wanted you to know I've been reading all your entries. I'm glad to see that you're writing again!
Stuff is just stuff. It should be the least of your worries. Plus, if you acquired it with Kevin then being rid of it will be fewer memories of him.
xoxo
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