our little baby robins flew away. they are all grown up and big now. I'm an empty nester. 
I'm mildly bummed out, though, because John had suggested getting worms for them, which I thought was a great idea, but the first chance I had to get to a store that sold worms was last night, and we suspected they were gone by then. they were.
I'm making myself some biking t-shirts based on this pattern, except I'm just using plain hanes beefy t's and I'm dying them orange. I'll post pictures when I'm done. the universe didn't want me working on them any more this morning, because I guess I bought an incredibly small spool of orange thread. I made a bobbin, and while I was sewing, the bobbin ran out. I went to make a second bobbin, and while I was making that, I ran out of thread on the spool! gah! delays, delays... makes the project all the more interesting, right?
so I'm taking Chantix, right? I think it secretly works by making you sick to your stomach whenever you smoke. I've had about four cigarettes each day today and yesterday, and I don't crave them like I used to. before, I would have these tear-out-my-eyes nic fits, and now it's completely out of habit or boredom that I light up, and the cigarettes taste terrible, and then I really feel like shit. I think it's pretty helpful that they have a really intense on-line support thingy (I get an e-mail every day with an "activity" and reminders), and they also have a toll-free number I can call any time for support. so that's all really helpful. I am not forcing myself to actually be quit yet, but I think by the time that day comes, I won't have any desire to smoke left in me.
more good news!
I made an appointment with the bank lady to get pre-approved for a mortgage. after I do that, I will meet with my budget lady to figure out what I can actually afford. I'm very excited! I guess I could actually do 100% financing, but I don't know that I want to. it would be nice to avoid the extra expense of PMI insurance and so forth. at the same time, it would also be pretty great to be in my own place. I don't like having to bum rides all the time, and I don't like feeling like such a burden on my parents.
mental health v. money. hm.
I could always refinance after I could of years, too, once I've built some equity. who knows. I'll talk with my bank lady and hammer it all out.
I also found yon website that allows you to make a font from your own handwriting, and for decently cheap, too. my handwriting is degrading pretty quickly. I can barely read things I've written, and considering that a person can generally figure out what she was thinking at the time, that's pretty bad. I'm thinking about doing this, especially since I've been typing up and printing out journal entries a lot lately. I'm not totally sold, though. it still strikes me as one of those too-good-to-be-true things.
thanks for all the love and support!
be well!
I'm mildly bummed out, though, because John had suggested getting worms for them, which I thought was a great idea, but the first chance I had to get to a store that sold worms was last night, and we suspected they were gone by then. they were.
I'm making myself some biking t-shirts based on this pattern, except I'm just using plain hanes beefy t's and I'm dying them orange. I'll post pictures when I'm done. the universe didn't want me working on them any more this morning, because I guess I bought an incredibly small spool of orange thread. I made a bobbin, and while I was sewing, the bobbin ran out. I went to make a second bobbin, and while I was making that, I ran out of thread on the spool! gah! delays, delays... makes the project all the more interesting, right?
so I'm taking Chantix, right? I think it secretly works by making you sick to your stomach whenever you smoke. I've had about four cigarettes each day today and yesterday, and I don't crave them like I used to. before, I would have these tear-out-my-eyes nic fits, and now it's completely out of habit or boredom that I light up, and the cigarettes taste terrible, and then I really feel like shit. I think it's pretty helpful that they have a really intense on-line support thingy (I get an e-mail every day with an "activity" and reminders), and they also have a toll-free number I can call any time for support. so that's all really helpful. I am not forcing myself to actually be quit yet, but I think by the time that day comes, I won't have any desire to smoke left in me.
more good news!
I made an appointment with the bank lady to get pre-approved for a mortgage. after I do that, I will meet with my budget lady to figure out what I can actually afford. I'm very excited! I guess I could actually do 100% financing, but I don't know that I want to. it would be nice to avoid the extra expense of PMI insurance and so forth. at the same time, it would also be pretty great to be in my own place. I don't like having to bum rides all the time, and I don't like feeling like such a burden on my parents.
mental health v. money. hm.
I could always refinance after I could of years, too, once I've built some equity. who knows. I'll talk with my bank lady and hammer it all out.
I also found yon website that allows you to make a font from your own handwriting, and for decently cheap, too. my handwriting is degrading pretty quickly. I can barely read things I've written, and considering that a person can generally figure out what she was thinking at the time, that's pretty bad. I'm thinking about doing this, especially since I've been typing up and printing out journal entries a lot lately. I'm not totally sold, though. it still strikes me as one of those too-good-to-be-true things.
thanks for all the love and support!
be well!
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IMHOO, that beats the hell out of 100% financing, no matter what the couple on College may say.