Resisting the future

Having let the blog get dusty again (7 month's worth to dust off, this round), I find myself attempting to log in using a web browser, only to realize that once I do so, my handy app for quick posting will be cut off. Granted, I don't use it as intended, for quick musings and marking the days as they careen past, but still, I don't want to lose the possibility, the simple, fast, promise of a dashboard widget.

Alas, my hope for such ease is not to be - I attempted to post this rambling thought only to discover that progress has continued on without me, and that the blog has already been moved aside in the blogger realm, and is no longer accessible with the old credentials. I can "claim" the old account, and bind it to a google account, but I cannot use the old method of posting.

I've hit an online version of "you can never go home" and it's only been 7 months. Before this gets to be too much of a post I should have hosted elsewhere, I'll close with a lament, and hope that someone has already updated the widget. I got no time for codin', dag nab it!

Temporal Duality

Yesterady we went to the Nursery's apple tasting festival, after the tasting tent was closed, to get some apples and pears. We had been enjoying a visit with Chiara & Jeb, and we all walked down to get some excellent fall produce.

Especially today, I am struck by the notion that the last time we went to the festival, it was a looooong time ago, while at the same time, the memory of the first time we went is fresh in my mind, as crisp as the sweet, tart, apples we tasted last year. An odd duality, since most other things that happened before B was born seem like a distant memory of something a long time ago.

Of course, the more I think about it, the more I want to have made an apple crisp earlier this evening... D'oh.

Mmm... sweet apple crisp...

Dusty blog

I added a widget to my dashboard to make blog posting easier, but too often, the time I think of things to blog, I'm in the shower.

So, too many thoughts have gone unregistered, but that's not really anything new.

The current zeitgeist is that of catching up. There are many things to catch up on, at home and at work, and while I am making steady progress, it never feels like I'm making enough progress. 

Frustrating, at best.

Until the next edition of now...

fireworks

Reflecting back, a lot has happened in the last 10 years, or at least it feels like I've come a long way.

The most significant fireworks of the day were watching B figure out, or start to figure out, that her hand is her hand, and that she can keep it in one place. I got some decent pictures of her focusing intently on her fist as she holds it in front of her face. Amazing to imagine all of the processes that are going on inside her head, and I take great joy in being here to behold the wonders of the process.

Too easy to skip

Damn frustrating - I have had tons of thoughts that I wanted to post, especially after B was born, but I haven't taken the time as the thoughts have hit me to post them. I don't know if I'll even be able to recollect them, but I will likely try from time to time in the comming months, to at least capture the thoughts in the present, if not recollect some of the realizations in the recent past.

Between this and the B blog, hopefully I'll get caught up now that we don't have big trips to make, and can enjoy some time at home for a while.

The pinnacle of anti-climax

After the waiting we went through when we first submitted the offer, it seemed like there wouldn't be much more in the way of stress.

Silly me.

The back-and-forth of the counter process was a challenge, mostly because I worried about the deal falling through altogether, but the only thing that came close to the stress of the original offer was the final night, waiting for word as to whether or not we'd get through underwriting. I'm sure I shouldn't have been as worried as I was, but with as much momentum as we have gotten going - packing for the last 2 weekends - it would be that much more crushing for things to fall through at this point than it would have at the beginning.

That being the case, it was a huge relief this morning to get the call that everything was underway, and to get the scheduling details to go and sign everything to get the purchase completed. Ultimately, I suppose that was the climax, as that was the most critical moment - waiting for the call this morning.

When we actually signed everything and found out when we would get keys, I found it to be something of an anti-climax. While we can now be excited and relieved that we can pack everything up and leave the ants, the bad plumbing, the bad basement, and the other quirks behind, the reality of the uphill climb of finishing packing and actually moving everything made it hard to be quite as excited as I thought I might be.

Regardless, mulling it over as I write about it, I am damn excited!!! :-) And thankful to be such, as it'll make it easier to pack & clean, knowing that it only gets better from here!

Shopping for furniture is an odd experience. I haven't ever really thought about it, as it's never something I've done on any kind of scale. Up to this point in my life, it has been something I did as a purely functional pursuit - go to the second-hand or goodwill store and find a piece of furniture that will fit the need at the time. Between that, and hand-me-down furniture that either I or housemates had, most needs were covered.

Now that it's time to furnish a place that we'll call our own home, shopping for furniture is a very different venture, if only in my own mind. All of a sudden, the questions of color, style, feel, and durability are of critical importance. What do I want to come home to? On what do I want to relax, read, eat, play, and host guests?

In many ways, it's quite nice to think about, as I haven't had the opportunity to really consider such questions, since life really was more about the function than the form. I feel like I'm much more in a place in my life to consider such questions, where I should be considering some questions, however trite it might seem to be "settling down" to a home and family.

Now it's just a matter of all of the elements coming together to get everything to work in time for the family to actualy start!

I'm still freaky about posting personal thoughts to an internationally public site, but I figured I'd give it a shot, esepcially when it's only something I vent to when ideas strike me, and I only really publish to known entities.

For now at least.

Now on to some content.