1. The house closed! FINALLY. Cutest couple with two young kids bought it and are immediately doing one thing that I wanted to so all along–tearing all of the flooring out on the main level and replacing it with hardwood. They sold all of their old furniture and have new things on order for the house…and were so complimentary of how it looked when they found it. “We felt like we were walking into a museum.” (I think thats a compliment, right?) They and their realtor brought up my master bathroom at least five times. Made me feel good that they loved it.
2. I was feeling my age this weekend. Friday night, a friend sent me a message inviting me to a cookout and cocktail hour at some other friend’s house. I arrived and was surprised that the she was house/dogsitting for the weekend and the owners weren’t even there. Had some incredible kabobs and homemade salsa. But the part that made me feel old is that she (an early 20s grad student) and her friends had, in a big ole beach pail that had “The Fuck It Bucket” painted on the front, mixed together some concoction that they were taking shots of via turkey baster. “Let’s get basted!”. As if that weren’t bad enough, they were then chugging beers and aforementioned “Fuck It Bucket” cocktail from a SNORKLE. So the two old men (myself and a good friend visiting for the weekend) adjourned for a glass or two at a more age-appropriate venue. On the way home, we stopped by an old haunt for another drink and my friend ran smack into his ex who, to our amusement, is now dating a man who is not an inch over 5 feet tall, even if you consider his four inch high bangs.
3. Today is Day One of taking Chantix. It worked to help me kick the habit a year or so ago, but I fell off the wagon after a few months. I’m convinced this time is for good. And I’m looking forward to the technicolor dreams that drug induces. Stay tuned.
4. A few of you asked to see pics of my new place. They’ll be coming soon. The sofa I am using in my living room is the very first piece of furniture I ever bought for myself as a college student. I had it custom made, and it cost over $1000, which everyone thought was CRAZY for a poor ole student to be spending. But, nearly 15 years later, I still like the lines of it, actually still like the fabric on it, and have not seen anything I like as much when looking for its replacement. So I am having that and my living room chair recovered. (At a shockingly low price). Ill post up some photos when I get them back in a few weeks.