Moving in, the slow way

So today I finally tackled my junk room. I can't believe I left it so long, but with illnesses, and school, and illnesses, and life, it all got to be too much, and eventually I shoved everything in the junk room and closed the door. Today the door is open. Too bad the blinds are broken and now everyone can see into my house from the street. I guess now it's time to buy curtains for the junk... I mean workout room. That was the original plan of course. Still I don't have high hopes there will be workout equipment in there any time soon. After all, it took me four months to clean out a junk room. How long will it take me to set up a workout room? Now curtains, those I can buy, in, oh, no more than a month or so.

Thank heaven for chocolate

I'm pretty sure it's the house hunting, but this vaca has not been a bit restful. School starts up in three days, and already I am looking forward to my next break! I hope I find a house soon, because I am already tired of looking! :)

I hate HOAs

I just finished taking flyers off my door to please the HOA. They often send me complaining letters stating that it is not "aesthetically pleasing" to have flyers on my door, a rug drying over my gate, A flag hung up without a light on it, a plant on my wall, or a chime hanging over my door. I understand that they are not "pleased" with me. But on the other hand, I am not "pleased" by the ridiculous amount I pay them every month so that they can harass me about my own property. Perhaps I should send them a complaing letter.

Disclaimer

My sister is concerned that by saying we need a better instruction book, people might misconstrue my comments to mean that I felt the Bible was not a good enough instruction book. So I just wanted to let you all know that were concerned, that I am not, in fact, in the process of apostasy or inactivity. I just thought the quote was hilariously funny. "Life is a test, it is only a test. If this life was real, we would have been given better instructions" or something like that.

Blood Test

I just had a routine blood test today. I always get lightheaded and sick when I have blood tests. This time, though, I told myself that I was not going to get sick. I even asked if I could lay down during the test, this I assured myself, would help. The nurse came and checked my veins. (I was told once that I have very nice, visible veins. I hope it wasn't a pick up line, if it is pick up lines are going down hill). She wrapped that rubber band thing around my arm which is there, I assume because it hurts so much that they hope you won't notice the pain of the stupid needle going in. Then she inserted the needle. Mind over matter, I told myself. And everything went great.

That is, if your definition of great is that I had to lay there for another 15 minutes sweating profusely while drinking a cup of cold water, until I stopped fainting and could go home. sigh.

My first blog

As usual, I am a little behind when it comes to trends. Here I am starting my first blog years after everyone else started! The first blog that I ever read was by my friend Joyce. She invented clever names to disguise people. I like that idea, so I think that is what I am going to do. My sister has requested that she be called the Rambler, so that is what I am going to call her. I will come up with the rest of the names myself. So don't worry, if I talk about you on this blog, your name will be changed to protect the innocent. Unless, of course, I get bored and quit naming people.

My first blog

This life is a test, it is only a test. If this life was real, we would have been given a better instruction book. :)