Post 151

Well, its been a while since I've checked in. Once again I've become the most boring individual again (or still, depending) Today I moved all the old sidewalk out of my yard and into a trailer. I thought 5 years ago that digging that up adn keeping the pieces to make a patio floor were a brilliant idea. So much so that when the BIG STRONG EXCAVATOR was in my yard I asked him to move the concrete and not haul it off in the BIG DUMP TRUCK. Good job Karen. Today I took each piece and I took a rock bar to it and I attempted to break them into smaller bits so that I could handle picking them up. It was fun. Sooo fun. I also had to move these big stones I'd used to line the old driveway before the excavator showed up and there they were waiting for me, mocking me really.
Anyone new to this excavator story... old house got demolished with a big excavator and a new one rebuilt. Thats the shortened version (see I can do it).
After that I hauled up big river rocks and weeds from another ingenious pile I let the nice people with the equipment leave behind. Oh isn't it fun. I won't even go into that because the whole thing is so stupid.
I got all of the stuff out of the house, to the thrift shop or to storage and watered the lawn and I think I'm about done now. Yippee!
Tomorrow I'm going to fire up the lawn mower and mow down the weeds. No grass just weeds. And see what happens. For being a small yard its still large enough to kick my butt. I walk around it to do a task and stop to do 5 other tasks along the way. At least from the road side its all done, I feel much better driving by it now.
Inside though let me tell you how much I love that house. I mean, its all me. My picks for tile, paint color, flooring. Why don't I just live there? Mark even said it today. I need to find a cool job and a cool boyfriend and stay put in Boise. Simple. Maybe if I hear enough people say that eventually both will show up...we'll see.

So now I relax and clean up and finish up the piles of stuff I left at my parents house and then I really only have packing to do. The fun kind of packing. The one that means a trip is coming up, or a potential move again or something! People think its such a big thing to keep picking up and moving around and trying new things but really I sometimes think its harder to stay in one place. You've got to work at maintaining friendships and job satisfaction and what to do on the weekends. I get it now.