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2002-06-28

 
Okay, I admit it. I'm about to crack under the stress from this move. And I'm starting to question, "Have I made the right decision? Is it worth it to move across the country for a new job? Will the house actually close without significant incident? Will turtles survive shipping? Will the cats go completely bugger insane on the plane trip? Will this headache I've gotten from grinding my teeth ever go away?" Too soon to tell, though the logical (Vulcan?) side of me is feeling very PollyAnna right now and singing the praises of this move. Ahh, yes, to finally get out to SF, to get to work for "them" - not giant ants, to have no debt after the house closes. All nice points to fix on, indeed. But the majority (read: non-logical) part of me is freaking out hardcore. I am really going to miss some things about this life I've had here, enough to wonder if this is the right decision. A little late, though. And our house took 95 boxes to pack it up. There is NFW that 95 boxes will fit in that little house we're renting. I'm trying to remain hopeful. The stuff should show up when I'm at work, so at least I won't have to freak out about it realtime. I can't really bitch, though. I have a great opportunity, and I know it. And I don't even really like Dallas, which everybody knows. But, if I could wave a magic wand and turn things my way, I'd either have a major windfall of cash so that we could get another house, or I'd put things back where they were a few years ago. It was one of the happiest times of my life. This should be another one, right?


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2002-06-24

 
Just got back from a very sentimental lunch. It was our last "Estro-fest lunch", the no-boys-allowed affairs that Kimmy, Marianna, and I would enjoy. Well, Estro-fest used to be breakfast, but since Marianna moved to another company, we adjusted accordingly. Bill crashed this one, which made me even more sentimental. I used to have the luxury of seeing every one of them in less than an hour, if I chose. Now, it will be an occasion to spend time with just one of them.


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2002-06-23

 
Just got back from seeing Bourne Identity. It was much better than I expected. Also, I've been having these raging headaches from grinding my teeth, but those seem to be subsiding now. Must remember to wear the chompulator tonight!


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T minus 12. I'm going to spend most of the day with Molly today, I hope. Still trying to get it together.


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2002-06-22

 
And one more note for this evening. Worship the Comic. I'm so glad to see Oasis back, but I'm dying to know how she ended up inside the robot.


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Document Everything. Today I got a camcorder. I think I might make an iMovie of this whole moving experience. So many changes - selling the house, getting rid of most of our stuff, going somewhere completely different. Not bitching, just musing. Ellen believes that I'll have to go through some sort of mourning period for the life I'm leaving behind. I'm sure she's right. I know that this is a great move for me. Not a doubt in my mind. This is the "maybe if I work really hard, someday I'll get to work there" job. In the part of the country I've wanted to live in ever since my first visit to the Bay Area. So, I think it might be good for me to document at least the tail end of this experience, to help me work through it. Got our airline tickets. We're carrying the cats on, which should be a joy yet unknown to us. I'm going to miss Jake. A lot. Spent yesterday evening with the Pruessner family branch. Becky and David have three amazing kids - Jennifer, Daniel, and Heather. Daniel's working the summer as a web developer, and "enjoying" the overworked status of an "Exempt" employee. I'm not sure that's legal, if they fought it, but he's going to try going fast and loose with the comp time to make up for some of the overtime he won't get. Jennifer is in her last year of college, going to Costa Rica for a semester, then finishing at Trinity. She did very well on her MCAT, so I am certain that she'll get into the medical school of her choice. And Heather's fifteen. Ahh, fifteen. I hated fifteen, but she seems to be handling it much better. That's enough about my cousins. Well, for now. Off to bathe and sleep.


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2002-06-21

 
Lucky Me! Rhea has agreed to take delivery of the tortoises and hold them for a few days until they arrive. That's a load off my mind. Still have to schedule a vet appointment for the two of them, though.


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Tortoise Mortis? Rhea says that we can probably ship the turtles to her, but I'm worried about "tortoise mortis" if they don't arrive okay. What would they do in that situation? I wouldn't want to have to make that call - "Hey, we've got your turtle, and she didn't make it. Now what do we do with it?"


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Turtle Tribulations It's difficult to move. Difficult to move cross-country. And when you add turtles into the mix, it's a logistical pain. We have two tortoises. Natasha is a Russian tortoise, and Nausicaa is a Bell's hingeback. I've recently discovered that it's illegal to transport Nausicaa across state lines without a health certificate declaring her to be tick-free. I've had her for at least five years, which well pre-dates the ban. I don't feel bad about having an illegal turtle. She has a good life, though I wish I had room to get her a better enclosure. When we first brought Nausicaa home, 'Tasha didn't like that at all. We put them into the same aquarium - bad move! 'Tasha first decided to stand on top of Nausicaa. Then, she would hog all the food and pee on whatever was left so that Nausicaa couldn't have any. We separated them within a week or so.


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2002-06-20

 
Well, the title seems pretty self-explanatory. Just an experiment, really.


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