Anticipation or Anxiety?

I think Mondays will be my new Blogging day :). This marks the beginning of the third week of my 'working from home' venture and all is still going well!

Pete got to come out with me and our realtor on Saturday and we looked at 9 houses! Yes, you read correctly; 9 :). We saw some crappy ones and we found two we really liked, so check my House hunting section and there's a tab for 'Harriet Ave.' That's our number 1 pick thus far. Two of the others were disqualified, which I detail in the househunting page :). We're pretty excited and we're looking through all the disclosures and home inspection documents for the house on Harriet Ave. The second one we liked is very new; only 4 years old. The problem with this one is that it has more of a condo feel. Not really a problem per say, but whatever. There's very little parking other than the garage, it's close to shopping and busy streets, which is good and bad and there's a very small backyard which we would have to plant grass in because it's currently dirt :). I'm more than happy to plant grass and play in the dirt. That's really no big deal for me. But the feel of the neighborhood we're not sure is right for us. The inside of that one is gorgeous though.

The big reason we love the house on Harriet is because of the yards. There's a nice front yard, with soft, green grass and flowers planted. And the backyard has some stone for patio furniture and grass along with a cherry and a plum tree.

Anyway, I'll let you read for yourselves on that; I mean if I put all the goods on this page, what would be the point of adding the Househunting page?!

The past couple of weeks have been good and not so good at times. It's been quite an adjustment. While I've been able to get lots of work done, I lack the interaction with my coworkers and bosses, which I really do miss. Everyone is so busy that I also have to be patient with them to get back to me and I'm not very good at that. In fact, I had myself worked up into a tissy the other night thinking everyone was avoiding me, which probably isn't the case. People are just busy and since I'm out of sight, I'm probably pretty easy to avoid if they don't have time to talk or answer questions. I know I've been guilty a time or two of not returning a call or an email from someone when I'm busy. So, I need to remember those things when I'm frustrated or waiting to hear back from someone.

This Thursday will be my first visit back in the office. I'm both excited and anxious at the same time. Looking forward to seeing everyone and at the same time a little nervous that in just three weeks maybe I won't fit in there anymore. Hopefully that doesn't happen. So, I'm going to put my best foot forward and walk in there like I haven't been gone at all :). I guess I've got both the anticipation and the anxiety. I'm sure this will get easier with time.

There's also the fact that I don't want to leave Pete for 10 days. I know, again, this will get easier. But this time I'm leaving and I'll be gone over the 4th of July, which is his favorite holiday. He'll be here alone. So I'm going to make him pinky swear that he'll do something fun. And we can have a Faux 4th Party when I get back :).

No more real drama on the feline diva front. Nikki is adjusting very well. She barks and cusses out the giant black squirrels who come to hang out on our porch. Pete's named them Wayne Brady and Dave Chappel. Pretty funny stuff :). And, Paris is coming along. She doesn't hide all day in her drawer, but she only uses the litter box sporadically. We thought we were home free when she used the new litter box the other night. I even sighed a sigh of relief when I saw her in there this morning. Only to see her trying to pee on my running shoes about half an hour later. Little bitch! One of the ladies at Petsmart tells us we have to be patient. So, I repeat this to Pete. She's also taken a liking to peeing in the bathtub. Gross, but much easier to clean up...

Best of all, the weather here is my favorite part. Warm and sunny. Pete and I visited the apartment complex pool Sunday afternoon. It was in the high 90's which might not seem too hot to some of you. But the sun is more direct here. After less than 2 hours outside, covered in spf 50 sunblock, both of us were worn out and pretty pink. We didn't burn but we couldn't have stayed out much longer.

So that's about it for this week. Sorry, no pictures to post here. Check the house hunting area and the house on Harriet :). Our second choice is on a street called Cypress. I'll post those pics too! Esther and Nadine are no longer posted because we've eliminated them.

Thanks for reading!

As Always,
Easily Distracted

Fairly Frazzled

Week one is done! Not that I really wanted to get week one over with, I just thought that sounded fun to say :). Anyway, I've been in sunny, Sunnyvale, California for a week now and things are going very well, all things considered!

It was definitely an adjustment working from home, but I'm loving every minute of it. Don't get me wrong, I love being around my coworkers and I miss that. It gets pretty isolated here. I may not talk to anyone but Pete in a normal day. But we're getting along great and enjoying our time together.

Today, I bit the bullet and purchased us some furniture. After a week of watching movies sitting or laying on the floor, I know for certain, I'm too old for that. So, I bought two bean bag chairs. Lightweight and easy to throw around, I thought they'd be perfect. A little college-dorm-roomy, yes, but hey, my butt won't be screaming at me to get off the floor, so judge not!

Pete and I met with a realtor last week and were pretty encouraged by our discussion. She gave us a few preliminary listings to check out and advised us to get out and explore some neighborhoods over the weekend, which we did. We actually ended up stumbling upon two open houses so we took a peek and fell in love with one of them. NO, don't worry, Mom, we didn't make any offers or write any checks for the first house we loved. We were calm and started weighing out pros and cons. I've added another page to my blog, so you can follow the Househunting Adventures of Carrie and Pete, up close and in detail! I'll even be posting pictures! And, I believe you can click the 'Househunting' link at the top of my blog to get there!

So, like I said, it's been a pretty good week. The kitties have 'seemingly' adjusted pretty well. Paris hasn't been in her drawer in a couple of days. They even seemed to be using the new, automatic litterbox I got them. Which leads me to my next entertaining (for you) story...

WARNING: THE NEXT PORTION OF THE SHOW MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SENSITIVE READERS.

This next part of my entry for this week is about my two, furry, Princess-Diva cats and their new litterbox. Please stop reading if you think you might be sensitive to litter-related subjects.

I ordered a Scoop Free litterbox from Petco before we even left Fairmont. Pete's highly allergic to litter and cats, really, but he's building up a tolerance. Anyway, I wanted something that would be very little maintenance for him while I'm back in Fairmont for work. I was so excited and anxious to get it all set it up. I went ahead and took the old litterbox away and the cats checked things out a bit. When I noticed they hadn't used it after several hours and they were both pacing around looking longingly at my purses, Pete's shoes and any boxes we had laying around, I scrambled to get the old litterbox out! I mean seriously, I'd be PISSED (the pun is definitely intended!) if I caught one of them taking a leak in the new, Coach messenger bag Pete got me for Christmas.

So, at the advice of my older, wiser (aka wise-ass), sister, I put the old litterbox back in the bathroom with the new one so they could get used to the new one without feeling threatened. She scolded me a little and said I'd already put them through enough with the move. Let them have their old litterbox! So, I did. And slowly, they started getting more comfortable with everything. They weren't hiding as much and they'd sniff out their new 'potty' a bit. So, I thought I'd try again and I took the old litterbox out. Nikki was A-ok. She just started using the new one like everything was fine. But then when she figured out I'd put the old one in the spare bedroom closet, she OPENED THE CLOSET DOOR and I found her in there crapping in a CLEAN, empty litter box!! Yes, folks, my cat opened the closet door without thumbs. I'll let that sink in a minute...

Anyway, after that drama, Nikki went back to normal with the new 'potty'. And Pete said he'd seen Paris in there too, so I thought we were home free. Until this morning.

Paris had her 'Man, I gotta pee' face on. She was pacing around and I took her and showed her the new box. I didn't think much of it since Pete had seen her use it. Then I saw her scratching the floor around one of our boxes. I checked it out to find that she had pissed all over and inside the box with our Nintendo Wii games, remotes, accessories, etc.!!!

Now, about 5 hours later, I'm finally calmed down. Pete called shortly after this little event and raced home to stop me from dangling Paris off the balcony. He was actually way calmer than I was, even though the Wii has been his favorite thing since I got it for him last Christmas. He told me that everything in the box could be replaced, but Paris could not be. I thought for sure we'd both be evicted, but I'm not going to argue with him. I mean, there's really no other cat in the world like Paris. Even as difficult and prissy as she is, she makes GREAT material for funny stories :). So, after cleaning everything with Lysol and cleaning out the remotes and accessories with Q-tips, I feel like locking the Violator in the bathroom until she makes 'nice' with the new litter box. But, if anyone out there has any advice about this subject, please comment or email me. I'm thinking about taking off one of her toes for every item I had to clean off today. Please help me save Paris's toes.

To close, I want to thank everyone for their encouragement during this time of change. Everyone has been so great sending me notes on Facebook and commenting on my blog. I love doing this and will continue as long as people are reading. Like I said earlier, I'm going to be expanding this blog to include our House Hunting stories and also a page for Wedding planning. I haven't added that one because I want to talk with my family about some of our ideas before publishing everything to the internet :). Take a look at the pics I posted of the first house we toured and loved!

As Always,
Easily Distracted

Setting up Shop

I can't believe it's been two weeks since my last post! And at that point, I couldn't believe that I only had two weeks before making my big move :). So here's me in a state of disbelief!

Obviously alot has happened over the past two weeks. I got my boxes packed, organized my work 'stuff', said some 'See ya later's' (since this is definitely not goodbye for anyone) and Pete and I hit the road. He flew into Pittsburgh last Wednesday evening, I went to pick him up, he made a science project out of packing my car and we said PEACE OUT. Not really, hehe :). Man, I wish I would've taken a picture. The arrangement of boxes was definitely a work of art. But don't tell him I said that; I rather enjoyed teasing him about taking an hour to throw a few boxes in the car.

More than 30 hours of driving later, we arrived safe and sound, with everyone intact, in Sunnyvale, California. Don't worry, of course I have more to say about the trip :).

If you recall, much of my anxiety over moving was how my furry children would do. Well, smack my ass and call my crazy, they did fine! We had a pretty sweet setup, if I can give Pete some credit. Again, don't tell him. We don't need him getting a giant ego over this. We put the diva-kitties in their travel carriers with their harnesses and leashes. And we tied the leashes to the cargo hooks in the back of my Xterra. They travelled all the way in the back, right by the back hatch, so I could get to them somewhat easily when we stopped. We left their bags open a little so they could get to the litter box, but with their leashes on they couldn't go too far. To the left: Ms. Nikki, sleeping on top of one of my boxes.

They were pretty freaked out for the first several hours. Everytime we stopped they were terrified, scrunched up in the back of their carriers anytime they heard a loud noise. They wouldn't eat or drink which started to worry me. Then, sometime after about 9 hours on the road, it was dark and Pete saw two little ears poking up over our boxes and luggage! Paris sprung herself and Nikki followed shortly. They found comfy spots on top of everything and laid there, so they could see out the windshield. I'm sure you had to be there, but it was pretty funny. And everyday after that, they did not stay cooped up in their carriers. In fact, Paris kept popping her head right up through the top zipper, even if we zipped them up as tight as we could! This picture to the right is of Paris. She loves Pete. He's her person. So once they were out of their carriers, Paris wanted to be close to wherever Pete was. If he was driving, she'd be stretched out just so she could put her paw on him somewhere. If he was in the passenger seat, she'd sprawl herself across our Wii BandHero drumset and rest her head on his seat. And this picture was just too much to resist. Damn cat!

On Friday night, we ran into some pretty scary thunderstorms, which was not fun. Going through Nebraska, it was so flat, you could see for miles and miles, but there was ZERO shelter and may not be any exits from the interstate for miles and miles either. There were severe weather and tornado warnings on the radio every few minutes, warning listeners of storms capable of producing golf ball-sized hail. NICE! So, long story shorter, we had to pull off under an overpass to escape from the hail, wind and hard rain. Then came the flash flood warnings! The picture here is of part of one of the nasty storms. That's rain, not a tornado, but I was freaking out a little. I'd never seen rain like that. That night, we made it all the way to Cheyenne, Wyoming.

That second night was the most exciting/stressful of our trip, and we drove through crappy rain and wind most of the third day, but the scenery on day 4 was nothing short of breathtaking. The mountains in the distance when we stopped in Reno, Nevada and the Sierra Nevada Mountains coming into California were every bit as spectacular as the best photos you see. Unfortunately, Pete doesn't know how to work my I-phone and I was driving for that part, so I only got this one picture of our drive through the pretty parts :(. This one is in the parking lot of the hotel we stayed in Saturday night, just East of Reno, NV. Finally, we saw clear, blue skies!

In the end, we arrived in Sunnyvale, somewhere around 12:30pm on Sunday. We hit the grocery store, unloaded some boxes and finally were able to relax a little. My cats were freaked out, but still not as bad as I expected. Paris has been hiding out in my desk drawer. She found a way behind the desk to jump into the drawer, so if I can't find her, she's usually in there. This picture is Paris in her drawer and Nikki peeking in to see if there's room for her. Nikki found a cabinet she's particularly fond of. I couldn't find her yesterday morning and was starting to panic. I yelled out her name and she came out of the the bottom shelf of one of the kitchen cabinets, yawning and looking at me like 'What?!' Crazy cats and their hiding spots. I wish they were as interested in the new, automatic litter box I bought!!

We also were able to spend a little well-needed time, resting by the salt water pool in our apartment complex Sunday afternoon, which was heavenly. And let me tell you, the sun here is WAY different than the sun in West-by-God-Virginia. I usually use SPF 30 on my face and 15 everywhere else and using 30 all over here still got me a little pink. So, I bought a two-pack of 45 yesterday :). And yes, I did say 'salt water pool'.

The swimming pool here is filled with salt water, instead of chlorinated water. I'd heard of the YMCA doing that for their swimming lessons because people are more buoyant in salt water, so it's easier for them to float without being as afraid. But I've never experienced it. Pete had told me the pool seemed saltier than a normal one, and by Gosh he was right! I jumped in and it tasted like ocean water. And, in 4 1/2 feet of water, I couldn't touch to bottom, which felt weird. No, peeps, I'm not that short. Talk about buoyant! So, I looked up online this afternoon the benefits of salt water vs. chlorine. Apparently salt water pools are used in lots of cases because in the end, they're less expensive to maintain. Finally! ONE thing in this state that's less expensive! And, apparently it's 'greener' and the PH balances don't fluctuate as much as in chlorinated pools. So there's your lesson for today!

After taking yesterday off to get my home office all setup, I was back at it this morning, at the VERY early hour of 4:30am! Part of the 'deal' for me to work from California was that I needed to be up and working during our normal work hours in Fairmont, which start at 7:30am Eastern Standard Time. Translation: I roll out of our air matress bed at 4:30am. Of course, this isn't a 'Do or die' rule, but especially on my first day, I wanted to get started strong. And, starting that early means I'm done by 1 or 2pm, which means a nice afternoon for You Know Who :). This is a picture of my nicely appointed office 'area'.

This afternoon finds me very content, having had a very productive first day of working from home. I may have even gotten more done than I do when I'm in the office. No one is here. Of course, I do like being social and I love talking with everyone. My work 'peep's are the bestest. But with the quiet here, I can do what I need to do quickly. I even got in some laundry and went to the grocery store! So, don't hate me, but this is pretty cool so far. And, on the 30th, I'll hop on a jet plane and head East for 10 days in the office.

So, that leaves me here, updating my blog with the story of our trip West. We made it over 30 hours in the car, using 98.124 Gallons of gas, for a total of $272.03. And the best part is Pete and I still like each other! Can I get a WOOP WOOOP?!

Before I go, I need anyone reading this to give me some feedback. Pete and I are starting to talk 'weddings'. I thought about starting a new blog for my wedding planning stories. What do you think? Or should I stick with the Easily Distracted route and tell all my stories with this blog? Email me or leave me comments! I like to know people are out there!

Thanks for reading,

Easily Distracted

T-minus Two Weeks!!

Hello again! I know it's been over two weeks since my last post. I've missed writing, but short of a constant cheese and WHINE fest, I haven't had a ton to say or report.

Yes, I've definitely been practicing the fine art of self-pitty these days. 'Poor me, I don't have any friends.' 'Poor me, I don't feel useful.' 'Poor me, I've gained some weight.' Any of this sound familiar? Well, for me, it stops today! This is so stupid and totally unproductive, which I can't afford to be right now.

The past several weekends have been rainy and depressing, which doesn't help. I'm stressed almost all the time with the anxiety around moving, worrying about the stress of traveling back and forth every two weeks, worrying about living with Pete again after so long, worrying about the expense of living in California, worrying about what kind of wedding to have and WHEN. Hmmm. I just listed four pretty big things I'm worrying about! TOO MUCH! So, I think the key is to take it one thing at a time. All of these things are going to happen regardless of if I worry about them. So, I've got to change my mindset from worrying to 'BRING IT ON!'. My mom always says 'Don't Sweat the Small Stuff'. And, those are words to live by, for sure. Of course, she didn't ever say much about sweating the huge stuff, but whatever.

I'M MOVING IN 2 WEEKS!!

Wow! Time is flying by! It's been almost a month since I saw Pete last. It's been pretty rough on me. But we're over the hump and he'll be flying in on June 9 to drive West with me. There are so many things I need to do before we leave, and I've been putting them off with the excuse of 'Ehh, I need to wait and do that closer to when we leave.' Well, folks, that'd be NOW!

So, while I do want to have some fun since the weather is going to be nice AND it's a holiday weekend, I also need to do some packing and cleaning house. So, my goal is to have all the non-clothing items I plan to take with me packed by the end of this weekend. I also want to pack up some things and take everything I don't want to Goodwill.

Traveling with two, spoiled, feline Divas should prove to be interesting. I'm not looking forward to it at all. I got them both pretty, pink travel carriers, complete with zebra-printed furry pillows to lay on inside. This is actually a picture of Nikki in hers. They love them! But I'm a little nervous about feeding them on the road. I don't think they'll eat under 'weird' circumstances. I also doubt that they'll do their 'business' in the grass at a rest stop. I think once I can let them out of their carriers in a hotel room, they'll be ok. But I don't look forward to the imminent allergy attacks for Pete, since the kitties will likely want to sleep in bed with us, instead of on the floor.

These are the things running through my head these days. Not happy thoughts about weddings and houses and warm fuzzies. But visions of cat hair all over the inside of my Xterra, and having them pee in their carriers or worse, on the hotel room floor. I'd give them 'something' for their nerves in hopes that they'll sleep during the car ride, but I don't think I can do that everyday for four days, which is what it will probably take us to drive the 3,000 miles! So, if anyone has any suggestions, please leave me a comment :).

I know that this will all be ok and the ride West will be long, but probably uneventful. Since Pete isn't a planner, I'm already mapping our route and looking for hotels along the way. We have our good friend, Miss Garmin, who will keep us company. What the heck did we do without her all these years? It's crazy how you get dependent on things like that. But I digress...

Like sand through the hourglass, So are the Days of Our Lives :)

Thanks for reading! Stay tuned!

Easily Distracted

Blah Blah Blah

In the words of Kei$ha, 'Comin out your mouth with your Blah Blah Blah'. This sums up my week so far. Blah... Blah...Blahhhhh.

Almost everything about this week has been Blah. More petty Blah, Blah, Blah gossip and BS, difficulty doing actual work at work, crappy weather and not feeling like doing anything once I get home... There have been some smiling points, but only a few. And I can look on the positive side and be thankful for everything in my life. But you know what BLAH means, and that's what I'm writing about this time.

Our server at work has been down for three days, going on four. BLAH. There's very little work I can do that doesn't require me to access something on our server, so I've been able to get very little done AT ALL this week. BRUTAL! Hanging out for 9 hours or so a day trying to find things to do that I can do without server files is not the best way to pass the time! And now that my usual 'stuff' has been neglected for three days, if the problem is solved today or tomorrow, I, like most of the people at work, will be scrambling to catch up. BLAAAHHHHHH!


I had sort of planned on moving to California sometime mid-June, which just happens to be next month. I thought the weekend of June 19 sounded good, but Pete wants me out there sooner, so we tenatively decided on June 12. Which happens to be ONE MONTH from today! WHAAAT?! How'd that happen?! So now I'm thinking about everything I need to do at work to prepare for my move.


This is one of the smiling points for the week: I found out that my 'plan' has been approved. YAAAYYYY! I can finally give a few details! I'm going to move to California next month. I will keep my job and work from there for part of each month. And I will fly back to WV to help with our invoice cycle every month for 10 days or so. I'm the lucky girl who gets the best of both worlds. All the travel will be difficult and stressful for me, but I'll make it work. Now all I have to do is share this news with the group of people I work with. And I'm sure that it won't be met with unconditional positivity and awesome happiness, but I need to stop worrying so much about what everyone else is thinking or feeling and do what makes things work for me, right?

So this is today. I haven't written much this week because there hasn't been a whole lot to say. Hence the BLAH-ness of this week. Hopefully things will cheer up a bit for the weekend. The weather is supposed to be nice and I have GOT to get outside and do something active.

Thanks for reading :)



As Always,

Easily Distracted

Rainy days and Mondays

Welp, it may as well be said that I was not productive and happy as I planned to be over the weekend. Saturday was cold and rainy and I sort of endulged in a little wallowing. I went out to get my mom's Mother's Day gift, came home and laid around most of the day. I wasn't really sad. Just lonely and blah. You know, the kind of blah that makes you not want to do anything. So I didn't.

I did, on the brighter side, get some nice visiting in with my family for Mother's Day. And while the sun is out and today is bright and shiny, I can't bring myself to reflect that.

This morning I was greeted by the disgusting aroma of cigarette smoke. I mean, SERIOUS stench! Not just the smell when someone comes in your house and lights up a smoke before they realize you don't want them to smoke inside. I'm talking about the smell of a thousand cigarettes that are sill smoldering in the ashtray after a night of binge drinking with a dozen other smokers. Not that I've ever personally experienced heavy drinking or smoking (wink, wink) but that's what I'd imagine when I opened my eyes and took a deep breath this morning. My entire apartment smelled like an old ashtray. Why, you ask? Because I have a new downstairs neighbor who must smoke much more than the average smoker. Not that I have anything against smokers; I used to be one. I just didn't smoke in any enclosed spaces as I didn't want to be totally surrounded by the smoky smell. I met one of my new neighbors yesterday and he seems like a very nice man. I could smell the smoke just talking with him, but who am I to judge? If I still smoked, I'd probably not like it very much if someone told me I couldn't do it in my apartment. But I'm not sure what to do about the smell in MY apartment. I really don't want my things to smell like cigarette smoke. But I also don't want to cause trouble with my new neighbor. This was definitely not the sort of dilemma I wanted to be met with on a Monday morning.

This evening, when I got home, the smell was even worse, so I broke down and called the complex office to ask if these apartments are smoking or non-smoking. I didn't mention anyone in particular I just asked the question and found out that smoking is allowed and other than getting an allergen filter I'm pretty much stuck. So I lit a bunch of candles and will hope for the best.

I did, after my weekend of lonely wallowing, manage to force myself to get in a short workout tonight. And as I knew I would, I feel so much better. So my goal for this week is to do that workout every evening after work.

Now... How the HELL am I going to stop the crazy smoking men who live downstairs from ruining my stuff with their cigarette smoke?! I'm really at a loss. It's coming through the floor, I think! Please, if anyone has any helpful suggestions, please leave me a comment.

As Always,

Easily Distracted

Sunshine on my Shoulders Makes Me Happy

Yesterday was a new, happier day. The sun came out again, even though it was raining and stormy when I left work work yesterday morning. And, after a while, I snapped out of my funk and realized that I'm not Chicken Little and the sky really isn't falling. Today finds me still happy, but worried. For reasons I'll share with you in this blog.

Everything is progressing on the work 'plan' front and while things aren't really finalized yet, they look pretty positive. Maybe next week I'll be able to share more details. So, that's a positive.

Pete has established an address for us. This is the floorplan :). He was supposed to have picked up the keys to our apartment today, but when I asked him last night about it, he said his renter's insurance didn't take effect until today, so the apartment people wouldn't give him the keys until the renter's insurance was good. Wow. He also shared with me that he plans on living on his air mattress with none of our furniture until I get there. The fool thinks he's going to wait until I get there to move ANYTHING into the apartment?! I don't think so! So when I expressed, very calmly, my thoughts about wanting to have something to sit on and maybe a tv to watch, he told me that the apartment complex doesn't allow PODS on their property. This kinda sent me over the edge a little, because while the movers did come and pack up some of our large furniture, Pete rented a POD which holds our couch, dining room table and smaller stuff. So, if we want to get anything from that, instead of having the POD delivered, we'll have to rent a truck, go to the PODS storage place and get it ourselves. I kept my cool for the most part and just asked him if he even looked at any of the other places on my list. I think my reaction was 'And why are we renting from them?' But apparently the other apartments had many of the same extra costs and crazy rules. So, this is what we'll put up with for a few months. We'll be living in a beautiful, exclusive, gated community with all kinds of great amenities, with no furniture :). Our conversation last night was fairly short and I wasn't in the greatest of moods after learning about all of this. Pete said he had to go for a while but could call me later and I said no, I was pretty tired and was just going to go to bed so I asked him to call me today. Of course, after sleeping on it, I'm not mad at all and I agree we'll do what we have to do.

This morning when I got up and put my phone on the charger, I saw 17 missed calls. Much to my surprise, I checked and Pete had called me 17 times between 1 and 2am! Every 2-4 minutes there was a call from him. And all 17 times he let my voicemail pickup and there was 2 seconds of silence. My first thought was 'Holy Crap, what's wrong?!' And of course, I felt bad that I left my phone in the living room and didn't hear it ringing AT ALL through my closed bedroom door. So after checking all 17 blank messages, I came to the conclusion that he's probably not hurt or else someone would have left me a message. More than once in this moving/starting a new job process, Pete has gotten a bit freaked out and simply needed to talk to me to calm down. And I like it that he depends on me for things like that. My thought is that he went into panic mode and just needed to calm down since our conversation didn't end in the 'I love you' happy hang-up. But I'll call him as early as 10am (7am his time) to make sure everything's ok.

Today is Friday and my second favorite day of the week. I'm not planning to do anything over the weekend, which is unique from so many weekends over the past year. Pete is in California and I am here. I will spend the time cleaning house, grocery shopping, since I don't have anything healthy to eat in my apartment, and starting to organize things I want to take with me to California. I may even enjoy some shopping. I will stay busy.

And, after a few days of taking my Vitamin B and D supplements, I'm feeling a little more 'together'. I've got more energy and I've been able to get things done a little easier and faster. My mood is also better which is always a plus. So, that's something I'll keep doing. I'd like to start exercising again this weekend. If the weather is nice I'll take a walk or maybe get my bike out for a ride on the rail trails. Seems like a good bike ride can bring make my spirits soar. At least if my allergies don't flare up from all the 'nature' on the trail :).

This blog probably isn't the funniest or most entertaining entry and I apologize for that. I really do love being funny and making people laugh, even if it's at me. But this is my life today. My goal for now is to have a nice, happy, restful and, most importantly, busy weekend. A nice, happy busy. Not the bad kind of busy where you don't know how you're going to get everything done. Just busy enough not to feel lonely or sad. A good goal, right?!

Happy weekend everyone!~

As Always,
Easily Distracted