I’ve been meaning to sit down and write for about two weeks now. I’ve had several sketches/conversations in my head of things that I’ve been thinking about like…why does Fall get two names? And who is seriously pretentious enough to call it Autumn? Holy fuck, it’s nearly Autumn.
I’ve had a cramazing summer. Crazy + amazing. I just made that shit up. BOOM. I’ve been to NYC, Miami, ATL, Michigan…and it’s not slowing down. I head back to NYC at the end of the month for a full week. I’m both excited and nervous. And I definitely need new shoes.
Work has been totally insane, but awesome. I can honestly say I love my job. I can’t always say I love the people, but I love what I do. I’ve had so many amazing opportunities given to me this year and I am being challenged and forced to really stretch and prove myself. It’s what I needed all along. I still complain, because that’s kind of my shtick, but don’t believe me. I am 29 years old and I have a career. It’s terrifying, and fulfilling all at once.
The boyfriend is good. No. Not good. Great. So great. We’re doing the cohabitation thing on a more official basis and some days it’s hard. It’s always hard to live with another person, no matter who they are, but I think we’re really doing well with it. My father is starting to come out in me and my OCD “everything in it’s place” personality is starting to shine. But, my depth of patience is so much deeper with him. I can’t stand to sleep alone anymore. I do miss my cat, though. Like whoa. But I’m thoroughly convinced someday he’ll get a handle on his allergies and I’ll be able to snuggle my kitten at night, too.
I’ve been a bad friend and a bad blogger this summer. It’s not for any other reason than I just haven’t had the time. I owe many people phone calls and visits. Soon. I promise.
We started remodeling our bathroom. This man truly loves me. He just let me loose in Home Depot, Lowes and Bed, Bath and Beyond with minimal sighs and only one argument regarding a shower curtain. We finally got the two layer of wallpaper, with paint in the middle of that fuckery sandwich, down and as soon as the walls dry out a bit, bless you wallpaper steamer, we will prime, sand and paint. If IKEA ever gets their shit together, we’ll get new “furniture” and hook up a new light and have a beautiful new bathroom. I’m hoping by Christmas.
You only think I’m kidding.
I did Riverfest this year even though I said I wasn’t going to. I am so glad I did. It was the first year it rained during the fireworks. I stood there looking up into the sky, rain kissing my face, Manfred at my side, giant goofy grin on my face. It was amazing. Thanks to Wifey for the hookup on location this year. No crowds, food and booze. Perfection.
I have no new music recommendations for you. I haven’t listened to much music at all lately. It’s awful. I did buy the Muppet album and it’s fantastic. This morning with the cool, grey weather I felt like Wussy – Funeral Dress II was appropriate. I forgot that half that album makes me cry. DO NOT TELL MANFRED. He can’t know how much I like that album, then he’ll make me listen to more of his music. 
Ok. So this was your update. Recap: Things are crazy busy and crazy awesome and someday I will get this thing up and running for reals. I have so many project ideas, that’s my other alphabet disorder shining through, but fuck me…I need more hours in a day.
