I can see a light at the end of the tunnel

And it isn't a train.

Porch: 95% done
Understairs storage: Done
Bedroom: 99% done
Hall Closet: Done
Dining Room: 90%+ done
Bathroom: 95% done

Other rooms: still need work.

But we do have a couple of days to get it done before the end of the month.

Getting the main bedroom packed this morning did wonders for my outlook. And we should be getting cable tomorrow in the new house. And you know how important that is.....

PS. Thanks to all the well wishers, especially TonyN and A.

PPS. Thanks to Car for all the hauling it proved capable of doing. It has been a rock star. And deserves a good cleaning of the interior when this is done.

Where did it all come from?

I get up. I pack and move a load of stuff. I go to work. I teach my classes. Then I pack and move more stuff. Then I sleep.

Mix and repeat for four days now.

I miss you interwebs.......

It is here

The big announcement that most of you know already:

Wife and I are now homeowners.

I tried to mentally write this many times before hand. I should have jotted down some notes because now that it is here it is so overwhelming that I'm not ready to write it yet.

I'll try to explain this. Eventually. But not yet.

In the mean time realize that while we have till the end of the month to move, it is supposed to rain for almost all of that time. So that should be fun.

UNO!

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;

Or in my case just seems like it will never get here.

In other news, my beard is getting past the "rough trade" look and just starting on the "mountain man" look. Starting to become a factor in eating as well.

Kidneys of Darkness

The rain, it just won't go away to come again some other day. It doesn't care who wants to play.

I trudge through the swamps that used to be parking lots. Step outside and there's no way to stay dry. My rain jacket has started shedding it's liner on my shirts. It's time for a new one.

I've seen things man. Wet things. Things you could never comprehend in your dry shoes and your dry socks.

Oh, and the countdown is at two. Two.

I'll count it, I'll count it off

Three days till the announcement that is one of the worst keep secrets. Partially because I've leaked it too many other places.

In other local news, the monsoons are so bad that several streets are under water. You could try to kayak around some parts. And in other parts you can hear frogs and their mating calls.

Counting down

Four days till the big news that was promised earlier in the month.

Some of you already know, but for the other 1 and a half of my regular readers, you'll just have to wait. I'm nervous enough as it is without jinxing it.

In case you didn't know

It may be tempting to order the Pizza Hut pasta deal where you get two pounds of pasta and breadsticks and then eat it by yourself over the course of four days while your significant other is out of town.

But you'll probably regret it by the end of that fourth meal.

Just trust me on this one.

A close shave

If the Penguins had lost tonight and gone down 3 games to none then I would have shaved. But they pulled it off in overtime so there's still some magic left in these whiskers after all.

But I'd be lying if I didn't admit I'm concerned.