St. Patrick's Day, 2005
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gerisullivanA year ago today, I wrote about having take-away pizza in Ireland the one St. Patrick's Day I was there, and closed with the following news from my house hunt: Fortunately, houses are now coming on the market at a faster pace than they did in January and February. Few of them hold much interest, but there's this 1733 tavern in Wales, and a contemporary nestled in 30 acres of woods in Monson....
I don't know exactly why, but re-reading that was a day-brightener for me. While I didn't end up buying the former tavern, it was the property that lead me to consider Wales. I expect I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for it, much as I never would have bought the place myself. I much prefer my 4 acres of woods three-quarters of a mile away. Remembering that a year ago I'd never even seen Wales helps me recognize just how much I have accomplished in the last 12 months. Most of the time, I'm much more aware of all that isn't yet done.
Good (and surprising) news du jour: the clean, flat surfaces are still pretty much clean and flat. I've recently undertaken another wave of unpacking and bookshelf assembly. Taxes loom. The most recent unpacking up in my bedroom turned up another batch of moving receipts. Good timing! My health insurance provider raised premiums by 39%, which I am still completely croggled by. The good news is that my clinic has just signed on with an insurance provider they didn't take before, and that company has rates more in line with what I have been paying. They appear to have a reasonably good reputation, too, so much as I'd rather stick with the company I've been happy with, I'm moving over to the one that won't add a couple thousand dollars to my health insurance and care costs this year.
There's still a way-too-thick white blanket of snow outside every window I look, helped along by the 7.25 inches that fell last weekend. But we've had enough of a thaw this week that the plowed and shoveled places are clear. It seems at least within the realm of possibility that the traditional Minicon magic will hold true -- that I'll leave home in winter, attend the convention, and return home to spring. It was a much more dramatic effect all those years it happened over the course of 4 days and without leaving town, but I'll welcome it nonetheless with 8 days and 1400 miles distance in play.
This evening, I'll probably celebrate the holiday by loading Boiled in Lead into the CD player and turning the volume up to 11. The little speakers I pump iTunes through just aren't quite doing the trick.
I don't know exactly why, but re-reading that was a day-brightener for me. While I didn't end up buying the former tavern, it was the property that lead me to consider Wales. I expect I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for it, much as I never would have bought the place myself. I much prefer my 4 acres of woods three-quarters of a mile away. Remembering that a year ago I'd never even seen Wales helps me recognize just how much I have accomplished in the last 12 months. Most of the time, I'm much more aware of all that isn't yet done.
Good (and surprising) news du jour: the clean, flat surfaces are still pretty much clean and flat. I've recently undertaken another wave of unpacking and bookshelf assembly. Taxes loom. The most recent unpacking up in my bedroom turned up another batch of moving receipts. Good timing! My health insurance provider raised premiums by 39%, which I am still completely croggled by. The good news is that my clinic has just signed on with an insurance provider they didn't take before, and that company has rates more in line with what I have been paying. They appear to have a reasonably good reputation, too, so much as I'd rather stick with the company I've been happy with, I'm moving over to the one that won't add a couple thousand dollars to my health insurance and care costs this year.
There's still a way-too-thick white blanket of snow outside every window I look, helped along by the 7.25 inches that fell last weekend. But we've had enough of a thaw this week that the plowed and shoveled places are clear. It seems at least within the realm of possibility that the traditional Minicon magic will hold true -- that I'll leave home in winter, attend the convention, and return home to spring. It was a much more dramatic effect all those years it happened over the course of 4 days and without leaving town, but I'll welcome it nonetheless with 8 days and 1400 miles distance in play.
This evening, I'll probably celebrate the holiday by loading Boiled in Lead into the CD player and turning the volume up to 11. The little speakers I pump iTunes through just aren't quite doing the trick.
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Congrats
Date: 2005-03-17 10:52 pm (UTC)Well done indeed.
This speaks to things having a place to go when they are not in use.
We are not doing so well on that front.
the traditional Minicon magic will hold true -- that I'll leave home in winter, attend the convention, and return home to spring.
does this mean we will see you at Minicon?
(we will be there!!!)
Re: Congrats
Date: 2005-03-17 11:34 pm (UTC)