Life

Keepin it classy.

 
When things seem to be nose diving into the crapper at 100 miles an hour and it’s ONLY Monday, the best thing you can do is: 1) round up some friends, 2) make up a few cheese trays 3) crack an Olde E (brass monkey style no doubt) and 4) hang the fuck out and decompress.
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What should be happening…

I should be living at my parent’s house, happily counting down the days until we move into our new home. Instead, we’re still living at our condo that has been in contract since early June and our dreams of a new home might be taken away from us.

I should be saving money and living gloriously rent free for a few weeks. Instead, we’ve had to pay another month’s worth of mortgage and bills which were not budgeted for.

I should be all packed up and in storage. Instead, we are half packed/half unpacked and living in total chaos.

I should be relaxing and saving up my energy for the “big move.” Instead, I’m having a panic attack and/or nervous break down every time the phone rings with more bad news and more missed deadlines.

I should be excited to decorate and organize our new home. Instead, I’m wondering if we’ll even get to set foot in it with all of this financial mess around the condo.

I should be getting the final documents from escrow for the condo closing on Friday. Instead, I’m left in the dark not knowing what is happening (and having more nervous break downs)

I should be experiencing all sorts of wonderful emotions and excitement from purchasing a new home in a new city. Instead, I’m left feeling depressed, stressed and anxious with all of these things up in the air and no resolution in sight.

Obviously, what should be happening, isn’t. I’m going to go cry in a corner now….

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So this happened…..

We got the heck out of town…

….and reinacted GOT no doubt….

….then ate this….

…..and ran into Jeff Ross on the way home. Overall, a successful weekend 🙂
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This dog.

A puppy burrito.
 
I’ve been on nursing duty on and off this past week, helping my Mom recover from her second full knee replacement. Stella and I have been spending a lot of time at her house, which will be a sneak preview of what’s to come when I move in there full time at the beginning of July. The condo has sold, but house hunting in Seattle has been quite difficult – low inventory and lots of competition. Most houses don’t last longer than 2 or 3 days on the market – it’s nuts people! I must admit, I’m not thrilled to be moving home at the age of 31 but living essentially mortgage/bill free and frequent access to puppy sitting might be OK for a bit. I don’t think Stella will mind.
 
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Dad’s Day



A lil old school photo (I think I was 15?) when I fished with my dad in AK for the summer.

Happy Father’s Day to the biggest, baddest Alaskan Fisherman I know! Hope the Bering Sea is treating you well this season. Love ya! 
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