The hubs, the cat, and I have moved and are in the process of adjusting to life in a new place.
Last time we moved I posted pics of the new place because I lurved it. This time…
Well, it’s not the worst place in the world, but it’s not my wood-floored, front porch having, charming little apartment. So no pics. Except for one, which shows the only counter space in my kitchen. My mom pegged it by saying my kitchen was basically a closet with a stove and refrigerator. Cooking has been very interesting, to say the least.
Annoying? A bit. But we’re saving money with this place, cash that we’re hoping to put toward buying a house next year. I actually talked to a lender when we found out our lease wasn’t being renewed, but I didn’t want to rush the process – two months just wasn’t enough time for us to comfortably shop around for the place we’re going to spend the rest of our lives in.
I’m trying to get back into the process of blogging, but since we moved, I’ve had this feeling of running behind. It’s like I woke up late (a week and a half ago) and I just can’t catch up. I think it’ll be a few weeks before I’m feeling completely centered again. By then it’ll almost be fall and the air will (I hope) have a chill and I can make a ton of comfort food without melting into a puddle in the Closet Kitchen.
I also need to get back into reading and writing, two things I’ve done way too little of this summer.
Speaking of summer, it’s almost Olympics time! I’m not one of those gung-ho watchers, but I am a fan of gymnastics. My own gymnastics career was short-lived, because I really wasn’t that good, so it’s fun to watch people flipping around like they’re supposed to, instead of clumsily cartwheeling on the beam and grabbing their coach’s hair to keep from falling off when the landing doesn’t go quite as planned.
Yeah, I might have done that. More than once. Sorry coach.
Well, that about wraps up my ramble, except for one last random story:
When hubs and I moved into our apartment last summer, there was a shadow of something in the ceiling light fixture in my office – it freaked me out because I thought it was a dead hellgrammite or something equally yucky. I chose to ignore it.
Then the lightbulbs burned out and my husband unscrewed the fixture and took it down.
It was NOT a bug. Instead it was…
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An animal cracker. (pic source)
Seriously.
A freaking animal cracker. I’m pretty sure it was the elephant.
So bizarre.
How is everyone else doing? Anyone else planning to watch the Olympics? Anyone else attending WriteOnCon next month? Regale me with your own random stories!
Jennifer Pickrell 
Congrats on the new place! I also have limited counter-space. At least it allows you be creative with space! My random story is that I just, 15 min. ago, read the word Hellgrammite in a book and didn’t know what it meant and now I do. Thank you.
When they are in their flying form, they’re scary – I still remember a high school party when my friends and I found one and we ran around freaking out
Well, I’m happy that you were able to find a place. I know that was something that was stressing you out. I hope that it will soon become home even if it feels not as much like home as your last place.
I had to laugh at both your gymnastics story and the animal cracker thing. Too funny! 😀
Thanks 🙂 Getting back into the swing of things online is helping me feel somewhat “normal” again!
That’s unusual about the animal cracker. I usually find dead bugs in lighting fixtures.
I’ve had small counter space before. It’s not the easiest thing. I don’t even cook, but I like counter space.
I’m glad you’re settled in and I hope you get the house you want next year.
My husband and I kept wondering what the last tenants were doing to get the animal cracker up there. Now I kinda wish we’d left it there for the new tenant to discover 🙂
Glad you found a new place, even if it’s not your favorite!
When I was a younger, I totally thought that I could be a professional gymnast from the moment I executed my first cartwheel. Alas, I grew enormous boobs and my balance has never been the same.
LOL! A few weeks ago, I had the *brilliant* idea that I’d flip around the yard, just to see if I still could. I did manage a few, but I got a headache from being upside down and the next day my bones felt creaky. I will ignore any future plans that involve gymnastics.
Congrats on the move! And I’m sure you will be so glad about the sacrifices when you can buy that home. It took the husband and I about four years into the marriage to make the move from renting to buying, but so worth it! Also, EW on the animal cracker. That is one big YIKES. And yes – watching some Olympics! I always love the gymnastics. And the soccer!
“worth it” is what I keep telling myself 🙂 we’re not going to make any house-hunting moves until after the first of the year and I can’t wait – I keep crossing the days off my calendar!
I think that makes total sense: going somewhere cheaper as a stopgap while saving for somewhere you really love! It’s what I’d do, though I understand how annoying it must be.
I am SO excited for WriteOnCon. I couldn’t take part in it last year because my sister doesn’t care about my feelings and decided to get married that weekend. So selfish. 🙂
Random story: I was just giving a long speech to anyone who would listen about how, if I started training now, I could compete in the 2016 Olympics at table tennis.
Hahah, I know, I always get inspired when I see athletes there that are like 50 and 60 – I think, if I start training REALLY hard right now, maybe I’ll be crazy good by the time I’m that age. Table tennis is out for me, though, I suck at it. Maybe archery?