I know I haven’t been posting much lately. I promise, I haven’t gone away. I’ve just been busy … packing.
Yep, I got my apartment renewal notice back in March. The apartment management company wanted to raise my rent 16%, which was approximately a $300 increase. I live in a 686 sq.ft. apartment. A $300 increase would make my monthly rent just under $2000.
Yep, you read that right. $2000 for a 686 sq.ft. 1-bedroom apartment. Welcome to the D.C. suburbs, which apparently are trying to compete with NYC and San Fran for most ridiculously expensive place to live. Continue reading →
So I’ve been writing (slowly) about my journey from confused M.B.A. grad to corporate worker who was in a rut looking at thirty. Then I left you hanging. For like a month. Or more.
Then this week, the Facebook timeline reminded me that it was 10 years ago this month that I changed the path I was on. And when I saw that, I sat back in my chair. Wow. I can’t believe it’s been 10 years since I started down a new path. And so of course, that spurred me to finish this story. Continue reading →
Well, I did it. I broke down and bought a new laptop. I’m not completely giving up on my iMac George. George still has some ability left—it’s just he couldn’t hold a wifi signal. I’d be surfing along and all the signal would drop for no reason. Full bars, no interference. It would just drop.
I tried all sorts of remedies to fix George. But to no avail. (Although I did stop short of wiping and reinstalling his OS. That’s just too much right now.)
Today wasn’t a day that I fell down the rabbit hole (although I have had days that felt like that). No, today was more like when Alice cried after taking the “Drink Me” bottle:
“Come, there’s no use in crying like that!” said Alice to herself, rather sharply; “I advise you to leave off this minute!” She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it).
And like Alice, I gave myself good advice, then didn’t follow it.
So a while back I wrote about naming inanimate objects with a brief mention of my pets’ names. Well, it should come as no surprise to you that I also talk to my pets. In fact, I have whole conversations with them. Or really, in the case of TeddyCat, more arguments.
Cats, as those of you who are owned by cats know, can be most argumentative and love a good debate.
And most pet owners, whether that pet is a dog, cat, bird, fish, reptile, horse, or whatever, will agree with me on the talking to them bit. We all do it.