We spent a long weekend in St. Louis and we toured more places than I want to count but we finally found a place we like.
Part of our issue was some of the areas we were looking in were older homes/duplexes/apartments. That’s not something I mind but Mark is more drawn to newer aesthetics. Finding a safe place to live was also an issue, we found a gorgeous apartment (it had an amazing skylight in the kitchen) but the area was very questionable and after Mark was assaulted two years ago near our current apartment safety was something we were really concerned about.
We ended up compromising on a town home for rent that wasn’t super updated but has lots of space (even a finished basement) and is in a decent location. I just have to wait for our application to be processed and I can officially cross it off my list of stuff to stress out about.
The disparity between the apartments I want to live in and the apartments I can actually afford is really bumming me out.
I would never want to rub it in or make Mark feel bad for pursuing higher education for a better career but I will be SO THRILLED when we have two incomes. I feel so disappointed in myself that my income alone doesn’t put us where we want to be.
Edit: After working out (which is how I blow off steam and reset my mind) I realized that wanting more than you can afford is a universal issue. We’re doing fine and we’ll be fine. We’re certainly not scraping by and we can continue our thrifty ways for another 2.5 years. This just goes to show it can be so easy to get down on yourself but if you get a little perspective you realize things really aren’t that bad, in fact, they may be down right good but you just forgot how to appreciate it.
In May we move back to St. Louis and I make the transition from working at home 80% of the time to being back in the office 100% of the time.
Working from home these past 4 years have been a blessing and a curse. A blessing in that when Mark got into dental school in Kansas City my employer was flexible and allowed me to telecommute instead of trying to find a new job in a new city (which, 4 years ago, was a terrifying prospect). While I was thrilled I was going to be able to keep my job I wasn’t too thrilled to spend most of my time alone in my apartment. I very much missed socializing with my coworkers and working from home you miss out on a lot of water cooler news as well as visibility with managers.
That being said, there are several luxuries to working from home that I’ll miss. Saving money on gas (no commuting) and the flexibility of time (I could easily grab groceries over lunch or straighten up the apartment) are great.
However, I’m pretty excited to go back. I’ll get more visibility at work and I won’t have to drive across the state once a month and spend a week away from my husband and pup. I’m ready for new opportunities and responsibilities at work and I feel confident this move is going to make that possible.
Sugar Ray and the Goo Goo Dolls at the Iowa State Fair - my parents weren’t big on concerts when I was younger so my concert resume is terribly lacking.
2. You’re up on stage for karaoke, what are you going to sing?
Journey because I know most of the lyrics and I know people would join in and help hide my terrible but enthusiastic voice.
3.Your days going great until you realize you left what at home?
Pants. I’m always afraid that I’m going to go to my work gym in the morning and forget a vital piece of clothing…like pants.
4. KFM: Andrew Jackson, Calvin Coolidge, and Franklin Pierce.
I’m going to go ahead and admit that I don’t know enough about any of these guys to make an educated decision. Probably marry Andrew Jackson since he’s on legal tender.
5. Where is the strangest place you’ve woken up?
Kitchen floor of a friend’s apartment. To be honest, yes I was drunk, but it was my intended sleeping area as the apartment was quite small. It was also on an inflatable mattress. I party hard but responsibly.
6. What was your favorite CW or WB11 show?
I was a Supernatural devotee.
7. Describe your perfect day - disregarding time and space and the realistic.
Wake up in a cabin in the woods, horseback ride to a secluded spring, swim until I’m numb, lunch of fruits and cheeses, horseback ride back to cabin, gallop in a field on the way, make a delicious dinner with my husband and pup over an open fire, and spend the evening wrapped in a flannel blanket, staring at the stars and eating smores.
8. You give me a tour of your hometown, what are the top 3 must-sees/to-dos?
It is literally the most generic city in the entire world.
A little venting about moving and finding a new place
Mark, myself, and the pup are packing up and moving from Kansas City to St. Louis in May. Mark graduates dental school in mid-May and then starts up orthodontics school in June which means we have like a 2 week window to get our asses in gear.
I’ve been making trips to St. Louis to scout out a place to live. Of course nothing in our price range is perfect (Mark’s a student and I’m the only income source). I’m just trying to find something we might be comfortable in for the 2.5 years he’ll be in school because I hate moving with a fiery passion.
I was in a good place last night, I had found a couple places I was happy with, but then I spoke with my MIL and she gave her two cents about what a place should and should not have (in a very polite, helpful and concerned tone). When I explained I’d like to have everything we want in a place but we have financial constraints both my in-laws offered to help us out financially but I’m not comfortable with that. I like to be independent and while I know they don’t mean to, being the breadwinner and having someone offer to supplement your income is a little insulting, regardless of the goodwill behind the offer. My in-laws (who live in St. Louis, btw) even offered to help look for a place for us but I don’t know if I’m just being prickly/stubborn but finding a place to live is a personal thing plus Mark and I are both adults so I find myself feeling annoyed by their offers (I know, I’m a horrible person).
On top of that I’m just struggling to get past the pressure to sign a lease right away (all the apartments and rentals are giving me the hard sell right now, telling me prices will sky-rocket in May - which is very likely true). I like to have things settled as soon as possible and the ambiguity of where we’ll live is stressing me out.
This morning I was with Callie on our usual walk when I suddenly heard something coming up fast behind us. I turned and saw what I initially thought was a suicidal rabbit was actually a yorkshire terrier. The little guy came up to Callie, did two circles around her at warp speed and took off around the corner. I looked around and there was no owner in sight so I took off after the pup with Callie in tow.
Callie must have thought it was a game because she was in a full sprint with her tongue lolling out the side of her face.
We rounded a corner and I whistled. The little guy came up to Callie again and weaved in and out of her legs. I scooped the pup up and under my arm. He had a harness on but no collar or tags. Callie started jumping on me (which she never does) and I thought she wanted to say hi to the little guy so I crouched down. Suddenly Callie’s little lip curled back and I jumped up before she could chomp the terrier’s face. Callie goes to the dog park often and she’s very friendly with other dogs, she must have either had an issue with me carrying it or she thought it was a game and wanted to ‘catch’ the pup herself.
With Callie trying to clamor up my legs to grab what she probably thought was a new chew toy I walked back toward the direction I saw the terrier run from. About a block into it I heard a woman calling out a name so I followed the sound for awhile. Callie eventually figured out I wasn’t going to relinquish the dog to her and walked quietly beside me on her leash. After a block or two we ran into the woman who had lost the pup, apparently he had made a break for it when she was leaving for work that morning. He had only run out of the house a few minutes ago (that little guy ran like a rocket) so it wasn’t a long ordeal but still, I totally saved that guy from being road kill or lost forever. Returning animals to the owners is kind of amazing and I really do feel like a super hero.
There is a strong chance I'm going to be stranded in Houston
I’m traveling back home from a work conference and with the winter weather set to hit the Midwest I’ll be surprised if I make it back home tonight, chances are I’m going to get stranded at my connection in Houston (cross your fingers that I make it home).
On another note - travel etiquette - how do people not understand how to act when traveling/flying? Everyone is trying to get someplace important. It should not be that hard to respect people’s space, their time, and realize that everyone has bags and they need a place to put them. It’s one carry-on and one personal item. If everyone followed the rules travel would be SO much easier. You’re not special, bending the rules for your own personal gain just makes you a bit of a jerk and ruins the flight for everyone else. Can’t we all just be courteous human brings to each other?
I've had two revelations in my life about my health
One was when I realized that I’d rather people say “I can’t believe how strong you are” than “I can’t believe how skinny you are.”
Two was when I realized that gym clothes can be cute. Super shallow, I know, but working out in my old fraternity party t-shirts and ill fitting baggy shorts did not make me feel good about myself. I’ve found I’m much more apt to work out when I can pull on a cute tank and some well fitted workout leggings, pass a mirror and think, damn these make my ass look good.
Did you know that eye cream is the world's biggest scam?
Ask any dermatologist and they will tell you that you don’t need to buy a separate eye cream. Just use what you use on your face as an eye cream; although the skin around your eyes is a little thinner/sensitive it still gets the same benefits from your facial moisturizer as the rest of your face. Most eye creams and their counterpart face creams have the EXACT SAME INGREDIENTS - usually, if there is a difference, it’s either a fragrance (in the face cream), sunscreen (in the face cream) or a thickening moisturizer in the eye cream to prevent it from slipping into your eye. You are basically paying more for less product when you buy eye creams.
So - seriously - stop buying eye cream. Just find a nice face moisturizer that is fragrance-free and/or free of sunscreen.
High: at my CrossFit Bootcamp class this morning, after commenting to the guy next to me that we only had 15 secs left in our reps (yay), he replied, “I’ve just been trying to keep up with you.” I feel like Wonder Woman now and yes, that comment has gone completely to my head.
Low: after class a dog with tags was hanging out by my car. I crouched down and tried to lure him in but he was not having it. Then, like a stranger in a van offering candy, I followed him in my car with the door open trying to sweet talk him in. He loped away down an alley. I was officially causing a traffic scene so I drove on a bit and lost him. I feel really crummy about it and I hope he finds his way home.
My family always treated the holiday as a day to tell everyone you love in your life how much they mean to you. It’s about celebrating love in all shapes and forms (not just romantic) and I think that’s kind of fun and amazing. It’s like Thanksgiving but for love instead of thanks - Lovesgiving.
In that vein - I love you guys! I love this crazy, amazingly compassionate community. You keep me laughing and smiling throughout my day!
When it's this cold out I turn into a bad ass/crazy person
My hands, they are, sooooo cold. Like ice they are. Big useless blocks of ice.
My apartment is slightly more insulated than a cardboard box and typing at my laptop all day for work provides less circulation than one would think.
The only solution I have found it to either sit on my hands and use my face to type emails (this does negatively effect productivity however) OR hold them over a hot stove and see how long I can keep my hand hovering over the bright red coil before I’m forced to pull it away.
Neither seems to have much effect in the long term and both have their drawbacks. One will probably get me fired while the other makes me feel like a Bond villain.
To the “my husband is my best friend” argument - who gives a fuck?!
Your relationship with your husband/wife/best friend/dog/or pizza is your own relationship, yours and no one else’s. Suggesting how you label your spouse is either better or worse than someone else’s is bullshit. Your relationship is not better or worse than anyone’s, it’s just yours and it’s the only one like it in the world.