The Great Indoors

Did Jason leave the propane on and gas himself into comfy forever-nap?

Nope - just been super busy and fighting a stoooopid cold. Even had to take the pup to the vet and have her nasty cough taken care. She was sounding like toy trumpet from a Saturday morning cartoon. 

Speaking of Saturday morning, it is indeed that. (nice segue right?) So my first location at the Scott residence was around back in nice wooded backyard. That was cool and all, but was a bit muddy and well, appeared creepy to the neighbors I'm sure. Now I'm in front of the house on solid ground. The newly made curtains are open, I'm writing, enjoying some good coffee and passerby's are wondering what the hell is going on in here. "Haven't you people ever seen a grown man sitting naked in front of a computer before?" Geeze.

Friday the 13th - JScott's long exposure photo skills,
I stitched seven together to make this one.

Ok seriously, the UCE has been interesting so far. At first it was really fun. Camping! Yes! Boy have I missed being outdoors. Then it became a little difficult to deal with the not having a real home-feeling place to just relax in. Think about your routine, if you have one, of just coming home, taking off your coat, throwing it on the couch, walking over to the fridge and grabbing a beverage and just sitting for a moment to unwind. Or just curling up to read a book. It's not like that in a camper, you have a constant sense of being on the go. It's hard to describe. Kind of like being on the road - it's nice to finally get off the interstate and be at your destination, which is usually a structure not sitting on two wheels and has a hot shower. I feel like I've been on the interstate for a month trying to make my way home. Hold on, I must put on some Johnny Cash now. So needless to say, the original idea of hitching up and visiting different parts of suburbia has faded. It still sounds good and I will again for sure, but for now staying put and having somewhat of a routine is much needed. 

To shake things up a bit, my realtor shot me a listing to peruse. So I did and there was a house I just couldn't ignore. Long story short, I made an offer on it. Knowing that there were several being presented I even offered more than asking. I didn't get it. But what kind of sucks is that the ball is now rolling and picking up speed. Several houses were looked at, a couple sleepless nights and a bunch of disappointments. This shit is driving me crazy! Being that exiting the interstate sounds really good right about now is probably a bad state of mind to be in while looking at houses. Huh? The house is next to the freeway? It needs major repair and you'll never be able to sell later down the road? Sounds great! I'll take it. (sarcasm) I must chill and stick to my plan. That's it for now. Time to go.

Last night playing dominos with JScott and his lady Maran.

New curtains finished and installed.