swink

Its morning and I'm tired and cold. My car is frozen over like frosty the snowman and the tree in our front yard is full of orange and red-green leaves. I'm doing so-so this morning. I can feel the downswing coming. After all the excitement of the initial move and Vegas things begin to settle including my emotions.

Our bedroom is a reluctant pink and I just put grey curtains in the living room. I love our little house but am so unmotivated in finishing things up. I'm just tired this morning and the coffee isn't working like it promised.

Isabelle sleeps above the couch where the kittens sleep, and the kitty sleeps in Isabelle's bed. They are all moderately confused from the move.

Now to the day and getting through

Living proof

We are at the point of unpacking where you could convince yourself to stop altogether and live out of boxes for the rest of your life. There are clever little pathways to the kitchen and living room that could remain for years if we let it. For today I think we will.

We are leaving for Vegas tomorrow morning. Its exciting to get away from our little messy doll house for a while, then again I want to stay here forever and get things done. I'm ready though, ready for a break and to paint my nails and get dolled up.

Christmas is here even without a Christmas tree and this is weird. Mostly I think about presents. Mostly I hope we got good things for everybody.

I don't know what to do with all the strange mail coming in. Mortgage paperwork and homeowners insurance bills, its rather terrifying.

Back to unpacking...

Stipulate

I'm finally relaxing on the couch after a day of unpacking and unloading. I tweaked my back lifting boxes of books so that is a bummer. I just watched the Lakers lose a game by two points, and Ron is out buying me my Christmas present(s).

Its rawther exciting here. First the move and house, secondly Las Vegas in two days and thirdly Christmas. Sadly, we had to throw our Christmas tree away because it has already died. So now we have our little lighted Santa whose light is broken, and a miriad of presents at his feet. But there are stockings by the fire and candles so that works for now.

Now to doing laundry in preparation for Vegas...whoopee

One scotch

Its our second night in the house. We finally have heat and cold water after a night and morning of absolutely freezing. I feel so disconnected from reality these days. All I think of is what to unpack or clean. Things will slow down as we get more and more tucked in. Vegas is happily creeping up on me...

My body aches from working so hard but that's overall a good thing. Our house is cute and dingy and comfortable. It feels like a home even without decorations. Its comfortable and in an amazing location, our little woodsy get-away, right next to Danville dreamland. I'm so happy except for when I think about the mortgage coming up in February.

We have to get rid of our dear fish Aritstotle because there is no high road to hide him from the kittens. Hopefully Shannon and Kevin will be take the little guy.

I'm moderately tipsy after drinking a glass of Glenfarclas 1974, delicious and succulent as always...now to bed at 8 pm.

Kisses...

wanting, waiting

There is a rumor spreading that we are going to get the keys to our house today. I don't quite know what to do with this information. The hours creep by like slithery slugs and I'm anxious to all hell.

Last night we went on a date and saw The Day the Earth Stood Still in Imax. It had the potential to be a great creepy movie ala War of the Worlds but it fell short. Oh well.

Today is Santa Poker. Our companies yearly charity event. It should be fun but I'm rather stressed with the house and packing and all. I'm just going to try to relax and enjoy the day though.

meet

We are one day closer to getting the house. Why does time slow down when something exciting is about to happen? But today I did some sneaky Christmas shopping for Ronald. If I tell you what I bought, I would have to kill you and I'm not sure you'd want that.

Isabelle keeps getting fooled that Ron is home, she looks outside and every time someone walks by her tail wags and she runs to the door. Poor soon to be disappointed thing. She has the longest ever list for Santa Claus, mostly for treats and slippers.

We have a pink poinsettia and a tiny Christmas tree and they are ever so lovely and abiding. Our little reminders that the holidays are here, and oh the thought of moving it all to a new place is daunting.

shmohawk

So we don't have the keys to the house yet. The seller, also known as Slow Poke McGee, is taking his sweet time moving out. I blame and don't blame him. I'm just anxious and excited to move. We should have the place by Sunday or Monday though so its not too bad.

I have my appointment with Dr K today. I'm dreading it. I don't really want to get all deep and philosophical today. But alas, I must. I'm still feeling pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty good which is rather amazing and exciting. There is so much exciting stuff going on its hard not to feel good.

On Sunday we bought a digital camera, which is awesome. I've been taking pictures of everything. Now we can take pictures of the entire move and of our dream vacation in Vegas. I'm so excited for Vegas, it will be a nice break from moving. I can't wait to play poker and have a reason to get dolled up.

Peace.

crash

So my down day is finally here. I had about a seven day streak which is the longest stretch of good days I've had in about a year. Its sort of sad to think about but its the reality of the situation. I just want to lay around and cry all day, but that won't do. Now back to fighting for simple things like a moment of peace.

Christmas is coming though and our new house is coming, and the weekend. So there is reason to get through the day.

night

Its morning and I'm tired. The house is officially ours now. Hopefully the seller moves out soon so we can go clean it and start moving in. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it...ok enough of that.

I'm watching the big three automakers talk to the Senate Banking Committee and its rather, extremely boring. I hate how jaded I am in regards to big business and the government, all I hear coming out of their mouths is a bunch of bullshit.

I'm so excited to live in Alamo. Its such a dreamland holy place. Right next to Danville and our house is just a few steps from the iron horse trail. Isabelle is going to love having a big backyard and I'm going to love our tiny orange kitchen and pink bathroom. Oh, I just can't wait.

Good thing: peppermint mochas
Bad thing: being carless

hamper

Ron is teaching in Oakland today and I'm waking up watching the glowing Christmas tree and wanting to go Christmas shopping. I'm still feeling good which is rather unnerving as I'm waiting for the crash, but I need to live in the moment and enjoy feeling good. What a relief and break from the dark cave I so often reside in.

Yesterday we went and saw the house. It is messy and smells so old. I want to open the windows and spray Febreeze everywhere. Its cute with all the original fixtures which are so 60s and the pink bathroom which is gorgeous. It needs a lot of work though so I am overwhelmed. But it will be ours any day now and I'm sure we will love it. Especially after Laura and I clean it.

The closer

This morning we signed the closing papers on our house. Just a few days to go and we will be homeowners officially! Its all so surreal at the moment. I can't even believe its Christmas time, let alone that we are getting a house. I'm not ready to celebrate quite yet, I'm still biting my fingernails in the anticipation that something will go wrong. This evening we are going to do our final walk through of the house so that will be fun.

I'm still feeling good so that is a surprise. Now I just have to enjoy and not worry about the downswing that certainly will come one of these days. It always comes. To live in the moment.

Our Christmas tree is so happy and stout. I love it and am going for a peppermint mocha tonight. It's so cold and gorgeous outside I want to live in scarves and wool mittens.

Good thing: Snuggly Isabelle
Bad thing: Her Santa squeaky toy

gone

He went back to work today, carrying his cold with him like a rock. It's weird to be alone after having so much time together. I keep thinking he is in the other room. I miss him already. I don't have a car so I'm stuck at home.

Isabelle is sleeping next to me and our Christmas tree is glowing and I'm feeling mild and rather calm. Sort of unmotivated but not really down. This is a good thing. I hope this feeling lasts for more than a few days, I need a break from the monster.

The Christmas season is here and it does and doesn't feel like it. I'm excited though. Everything is lush, beautiful and abiding.

We should know today or tomorrow when we will close on the house. I'm so excited I want to do a little shimmie shake dance.