Yeah, I’m getting horrible about posting. I’m still in pretty much daily email contact with my Brit, so after I mail him the book about my day, I sort of lose the desire to repeat it all here. So you can either hate him or thank him for serving as a filter for all the “worthless” *cough* information I usually share :) But fortunately, I never run out of useless info so this intended short post will likely grow gigantic.

The house hunt is keeping me busy. I’m considering condos now, thinking I’d like some younger neighbors but I just don’t know. What I have realized is that deciding on a place to live forces you to analyze and define yourself and your lifestyle, which in my case can be a bit depressing :)

I’ve even resorted to the pros/cons list and they all canceled each other out. This decision is a lost cause for me. I love the idea of living in a hip condo, possibly bike riding distance to work, but at the same time, I like the idea of having an escape from people and having my quiet, nature utopia. If I didn’t feel like an environment/economy killer with my commute, I’d be pretty happy sticking with it. The drive really doesn’t bother me at all. It’s my me time. So long as I have music, I have a grand ol’ time…singing & dancing and making witty remarks that I pretend other people hear and laugh at. Lately, I’ve been obsessed with country music on the drive home. Hank FM plays all my jams from back in the day. I got entirely too excited when John Michael Montgomery’s Sold came on the radio last night. It’s one you just have to hear.

Anyway, I was thinking how I’ll miss this fun time in the car. And I was also thinking how there is a possibility that I can get a cool place in town that’s perfect for entertaining but I’ll manage to still end up never having people over so maybe I should just stick to where I’ll be comfortable by myself…with parks and nature places to drive/walk around to. Having that here has kept me sane. Driving by the bog every morning just as the sun is coming up and seeing all the geese, ducks, and cranes wandering around and flying over is such a beautiful way to start the day. I know I’ll miss that little moment.

Anyway, work is still going really well. I get so much work done, so it just makes me feel better at the end of the day. I still can’t get over how much nicer it is at the new place. It’s not just that it’s cool but just being able to spread out and have my space (and face a wall) has helped keep me so focused. Oooh yeah, it seems we’re taking over some of the space below us so we’ll be getting a little cafe area for meetings and there might be a subway or quizno’s going in, so at least it’d be somewhat healthy. And the marathon across the road has fantastic gas. I got 30mpg last night with it. That was very exciting. <—*sigh* :)

Well, haven’t heard much from Rachel, which is probably good. I’d be worried if she were emailing a lot…but this means she’s finding her place. We’re thinking of all going to England at the end of January for her bday, but we all know I want to go for more selfish reasons :)

Yep, gigantic. I warned you. I really prefer the orig Irish version of Whiskey in the Jar. I love Celtic music. mmm. Makes me feel like dancing a little jig. If only i were that coordinated