1k

Technically, this is my 1,000th post.  Realistically though, it's not, so the pressure is off to make it a good one.  I've changed URLs and I've deleted a lot of garbage posts and photo posts and things that I didn't want at the time but now thinking back I probably should have just archived them somewhere and gone to see how I feel about things when I was feeling less purgey.

Lots of things are going on.  Mostly all very good, none of them bad.

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Jacob finished kindergarten and although I certainly don't agree on an ethical/academical level with the "kindergarten graduation" the ceremony the children had was probably the most adorable thing I've ever seen in my life.  They played their tiny violins and sang their tiny songs and danced a not so tiny ballet, heavy on the chassé that made me want to freeze time forever.  I didn't cry, but I could have.

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Today is the last day the community center is open and yesterday the preschool teacher's mom and dad were loading up their car after clearing out the preschool room (what?  It's South Philly.  You live with your parents until you are 45, and they treat you like you are 15 until the day you move out) and I almost cried then too.  But I didn't.  Not even when I passed that preschool room and thought about how it feels like just yesterday I dropped him off for the first time.


This morning we walked in and the door shut behind us and Jacob's eyes filled and he grabbed my hand and said, "I didn't want to hear that door close because I know tonight it will be closing forever".  He could have cried, but he didn't.

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Change is happening.  Fastly.

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The basement is finished.  Not furnished, but finished.  It's a step.  A huge one.  I almost have the paint cleaned out of my cuticles.  If you see me, and you wonder what color the basement is, I'll show you.  It looks great.  I think the television is going down there.  Hallelujah to that.  Televisions in living rooms are certainly something that I have been living with for too long and certainly something that I do not like one iota.  There are two televisions in the house, but only one that gets turned on and tuned in.  The second one is in my room, and it can go to hell for all I care.  I abhor a television in the bedroom, even if it's one that is unplugged.  It's only up there because the basement sewer line backed up one time and it was carted upstairs so it didn't get covered in sludge.  


How do you know if your basement is flooded with rainwater or if it's sewage?  See now, before I went through it I thought the smell would give it away but it didn't smell all that bad, just a little musty.  No.  My first clue came when I was wading through it over to clear the drain in the floor and I noticed that there were pieces of corn floating around my ankles. 


The flood was caused because somebody used papertowels instead of toilet paper, even though somebody else has a mental health issue that requires her to have at least two dozen rolls of toilet paper on hand at all times.  Clearly that mental health issue is not so severe that the armament of toilet paper must be kept in the bathroom where there are no cabinets for storage.  No.  It is kept in the back room because that is where the linen closet is.


Moral of the story?  I'm not sure.  Always change the roll.  Never flush anything other than toilet paper and waste.  Keep your family fed a healthy dose of corn so you always know if you're dealing with errant poop.

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The kittens are good.  Sharp.  I love Emily so much I hate to leave the house and I deal with Layla because she's family now and that's what we do in this family.  We deal with those who we don't exactly love so much.  They are a little over three months old and look huge to me but are still pretty tiny.  Probably about a foot long and maybe 2 or 3 pounds so they are not so tiny they can get lost in weird places anymore.  That makes life easier.

Though I am 5'7" and 123 pounds and I can still manage to get lost in weird places so take that for what it's worth. 

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Work looks stable through this time next year so that's a good thing.  I'm happy for that.  So I guess I'm not looking anymore.  But I'm not not looking either.  I'm sort of going through some "life stuff" that takes precedence over career right now so the active search is over.  For now.  Sort of.  I think.  Unless you know of something.

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Tee ball ends after this weekend.  Then I'm in New York the weekend after that for a show.  Then it's the Fourth of July.  Then summer breezes by until my birthday (two months from today).  Then it's back to school time.  This is the fastest time of the year for me.  Sometimes it's like it never even happens.

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Yes, I'm going to Blogher since it's right up the street in NYC.  No, I'm not attending any of the conference crap but I will be at the parties.  Will I see you there?