Friday, October 27, 2006

I Can Do More than Bitch

Well, all is well in the homeland. One house bought, the other sold - all is well. It's nice to not be living with the in-laws again, though I can't complain about their hospitality. They took the missus and the girl in for three months, which was then followed by a month of me, four cats and two dogs running around as well. But all in all, things are good now.

It's funny, we all worried me and my father-in-law would have problems. But honestly, we didn't have any. Regardless of my posts, my not a very aggressive person and he was a perfect gentleman. If anything I think we both came away with a better understanding of each other.

The new house is nice. It's not a friggin' mansion by any means, and we have to keep cleaning up crap left by the previous owners, but it's nice to have a place we can call home. Now that we got paid, we're going to convert the garage to bedrooms and open up the infamous "cat room". A cat room you ask? What's a cat room? Quite simply, it's a closed off sunroom that housed 18+ cats. Yes, 18 as in one eight, 9+9. Eighteen.

Did I mention I have a shop now? And this place is one acre larger than the previous? With room for the horses and a small field we can hay?

Yeah, we like it. At night the dogs go berserk over the coyotes. And the missus saw a bobcat on the way to work the other morning. We see herons and hawks and owls everywhere. It's funny though. Up in the valley, at our old place there was roadkill all the time. Same here. But the difference is the roadkill up there was usually cats, possums and raccoons. Down here it's primarily deer. Lots and lots of dead deer. Though the other day I almost turned a coyote into an insurance claim. Stupid dogs.

The cold, dark nights are the same as they always were, as are the millions of stars we can see versus just the thousands in the valley. But with cold, clear nights come sunny, below-freezing mornings. I'm not surprised by them. I just need to work at re-adjusting to them.

It's good to be home.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

10 Things I Learned This Summer

By the RHS, Grade 24

1. When you have no TV, you listen to a lot of late night talk radio.

2. Nobody ever calls Coast to Coast AM and says, "George, you guest is full of shit."

3. In all things, stick it to them before they stick it to you.

4. You can kill flies easier if you spray them with glass cleaner and then smash them.

5. Lonliness not a cheater make. You have to want to.

6. Fuck them before they fuck you over.

7. If you sell a car (or pickup in this case) cheap for mechanical reasons, sure as shit the guy who comes to buy it will easily fix it in your driveway and make you look like a complete dumbass.

8. The only people you owe a DAMN thing to are your family and your closest friends. Fuck the rest of 'em.

9. If the deal goes bad, the deal goes bad. Don't wait for them. Move on. (see lesson 6. and lesson 8.)

10. You can count on your family. Even those you don't think you can.

Monday, October 02, 2006

In 3's? I Sure As Hell Hope So.

Aye. Will this shit ever end?

Friday was suppposed to be happy. The missus and I were going to sign our lives away on yet another piece property. I had been joking that I was now a land baron.

But guess what?

The fucking mortgage guy fucked up the paperwork. We couldn't close on Friday. And now I look just like that sonofabitch that's been fucking with my life. DAMMIT!!!!! When will this shit end?

The missus is worried we've done something bad. But thinking about it, if bad things happen in 3's, then that should be the end of it.

First was the fucker not giving the appraiser the earnest money agreement. He's such a fuck. A fucking conniving sack of fuckshit.

Second could be one of two things or the combination of both. Either way it boils down to them not being able to get their fucking shit together for the mortgage and having it fall apart in the final hour.

So, then this would be the third, right?

To top it off, I got to spend my morning cleaning cat piss off my monitor. The fucking cat (who knows which one it was) also managed to piss on my nice, comfy, expensive (expensive to me!) headphones.

Fucking shit.