Random musings on a fall evening

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Random musings on a fall evening in September.

I can't wait to decorate my new house. We're officially homeowners and my excitement level for this move has grown exponentially. I can't wait to start this phase of our lives.

I also can't wait to put our shower and wedding gifts to use. My bridal shower was in March and our wedding was in May and since then, all of our fantastic gifts have been living in my Mom's garage. Not for long!

My new iPhone 6 is pretty swell. It's gold with a clear case and it's sexy.

How does one gain 15lbs over the course of a summer? No seriously, HOW?!? Over it.

I'm traveling to Las Vegas with some UD girlfriends next week and it's going to be a fantastic adventure full of mauling, bubbles and dancing. The post-Vegas work trip to the UK is going to also be fantastic but potentially in a more physically exhausted state.

I still know every word to Disney's Beauty and the Beast. This was proven this evening while my family and I watched it. They weren't too keen on my singing though..... rude!

The joy that television brings me is at a fever pitch in September because all my shows, glorious shows are back!!!!

The Cleveland Browns have given me a lot of anxiety their first three games but I'll be the first to admit that it's at least been semi-entertaining to watch.

The Mindy Project makes me laugh out loud more than any other sitcom in recent memory.

I'm proud of myself for walking out of Conrad's when they tried to charge me $90 to replace the headlight on my Volvo s40. Straight to AutoZone I went where I bought the replacement bulb for $13.99 plus tax and the kind gentleman at the counter installed it for free in five minutes. Thanks, AutoZone!

So, what's on your mind today? 

New house: an update

Monday, September 15, 2014

Never did I think that when my Detroit-Shoreway townhouse sold and I moved into CK's apartment in Brooklyn that I would be sitting in the same aforementioned apartment typing this blog post almost a year later.

I haven't talked much about the struggle that CK and I have had finding a house on this blog because, quite frankly, it's been too painful, stressful and miserable.

I didn't realize how much the idea of moving to the south suburbs would affect me. I can be honest and say I wanted nothing to do with it. I want to stay in Cleveland proper, close to the lake, close to my friends, closer to the life that I've made for myself the past eight years in this fantastic city I call home. Not the 'burbs, ugh.

But when I met (and married) CK I was, by proxy, agreeing to move closer to where my step-daughter's mom decided to buy a house and where the kiddo goes to school.

I agreed kicking and screaming though.

I'm self aware enough to say that I'm still kicking and screaming about this proposed move even though we're under contract on a house I'm lukewarm on.

I know I'll grow to love our new home because my family will be there, but I can't help but feel like I'm losing my Cleveland identity because of decisions that weren't my own.

Are these feelings selfish? Perhaps, probably. But it doesn't mean they aren't real, that they aren't mine.

I'm a recovering control freak, I was a single business woman until I was 30. I made my own decisions and did what I wanted to. Now I'm a wife, who can generally still do what she wants to, except for that whole buy a home in my preferred community thing.

It's time to get over it. 

The outlook isn't promising for me to live where I'd prefer, but I suppose that's okay because I have my family. They are the ones who are going to get me through this transition. I'm doing it for them, not for me. I'm going to adjust to my new commute, to the south suburbs, to the new house we're buying.

I'm going to look to our promising future and things like getting my belongings out of storage, moving into a house instead of a 700 square foot apartment and FINALLY being able to entertain again. I can't wait.

So, to Independence we go. As far as locations between Westlake (where I work) and Fairlawn (where the kiddo goes to school) we couldn't have a better compromise. It's a fantastic community that I'm excited to be a part of and I can still be in Downtown Cleveland in 10 minutes - BOOM!

This blog has always been my little slice of the internet, a place that I can be me. I tend to blog less when I'm down in the dumps, as I try to keep this place as positive as possible, so hopefully once the chains of apartment living are off I'll feel the urge to write more.

One can only hope.

So here's to new beginnings and walking up and down these 105-year-old backdoor stairs thousands of times in good health and happiness.