I’ll Think of a Title Later

This week has been only a little less crazy than previous weeks, but at least now I’m trying to limit my evening work tasks to an amount that won’t cause me severe burnout by week’s end. I said I’m trying, I haven’t quite gotten there yet. As I write this I still feel like I should have made more phone calls to various volunteers and clients about various issues that are going on. I did make the calls that absolutely needed to be made, but I just can’t push past that tonight. Is it possible I am doing the bare minimum right now? Perhaps. Am I saving a little bit of my sanity along the way? More than likely.

So instead of spending a couple hours on the phone this evening, I’m sitting on the couch, watching reruns of The Office while trying to get back into this blogging habit.

So, since I feel like this is kind of my first post back after a very long hiatus (sure I’ve posted sporadically for the last couple of months, but this somehow feels different), this is going to be pretty random.

So here are a couple things going on/things on my mind as of late:

Trout and I are looking into buying a house. The housing market in the 5400 is, shall we say, less than ideal, so the chances of getting into a house in the immediate future are a little tricky and fairly unlikely. We met with a real estate agent this evening, initialed and signed a lot of paperwork and are now officially on our way to start looking for a house that might lead to buying a house. Even if it takes us awhile, we’re willing to wait, because any house, even a fixer-upper, will be FAR better than this apartment. Oh, how we won’t miss this apartment.

Last night’s season premiere of America’s Next Top Model was unlike any other episode of ANTM that I’ve watched. And why is that you ask? What was so special about this particular episode? Was it dumb-as-a-box-of-rocks Kathleen trying to explain when it’s okay to wear fur? Was it the appearance of two plus size models (which I actually think is really cool), or the first mail-order-bride-model? Nope. Nope. And nope. It was unlike any other episode because Trout was watching it with me. My guilty pleasure was no longer safe in the sanctuary that was my little apartment in Denver. My guilty pleasure was now open to ridicule and snarky comments. Which, truth be told, wasn’t all that bad or undeserved. The model boot camp was kind of lame and some of those casting calls were just painful. But still, I’ve gotten him addicted to Lost and The Office. If I can just get him to like ANTM and Ugly Betty I might get to watch TV in a snark free zone. Although if that happened I’d probably just end up missing it. Okay you can make fun of ANTM, but don’t even attempt it with Ugly Betty. That show is great, and I'm not ashamed to admit that.

Trout and I head to Steamboat tomorrow, as long as the roads hold out. With that said, I should probably go think about packing and checking road conditions.