I’m still alive…
I have to say that moving sucks. I’ve got my Dallas home on the market and we close on our Longview home in early April. The doc has already started with his new group and he loves Longview life. He’s sort of living at an extended stay hotel there while I manage the pack and move here. Packing up years of memories is emotional but figuring out that your home, while on market, isn’t really your home anymore is harder. Today I was forced to leave my house for a showing and the feedback was a commentary on my housekeeping skills. Do the fuckers not realize that I still actually LIVE in my house? Besides, this place is cleaner than it’s ever been even though we had two days of snow last week (not back to back) and it’s hard to keep the floors spotless with three labs that were forced to stay outside in the muck while some other dipshit viewed the house.
I want to remind people that Texas Libertarian Party conventions are this week- precinct conventions are Tuesday night and county conventions are Saturday. Did I mention that I’m moving? The chair postition for Collin County LP is up for vote- it was actually up for vote whether or not I moved- and all you need is a pulse and permanent address to run. I do warn you that the LP is a delightfully strange beast though. You could be the only human nominee and still not win. Unlike the two major parties, the LP has NOTA running in all races.
I have forty seven things that I want to get off my chest right now but somehow I realize that I need to let them sort of sink in before I yap about them. When you’ve been offline and as busy as I’ve been, the 47 items initially seem important when only 3-4 ultimately are. Firing up the laptop equals sensory overload right now and we’ll hate each other tomorrow if I pop off prematurely.
I did find this cute video about the philosophy of libertarianism and thought it shareworthy. Enjoy while I take a break from the packing, get drunk and cry about not being Suzy Fucking Homemaker in the eyes of some unrealistic shithead potential home buyer. I’ll nurse my hangover in the morning, be cranky, figure out what the 3 or 4 important things are and be back to bitching and moaning by afternoon.
XOXO,
Miche
You could be the only human nominee and still not win.
ain’t that the truth–and, you owe me a monitor cuz I just splattered mine with wine that shot out my nose ……….
An LP supper club meeting sometimes more resembles scenes from Men In Black than the back room of the local Denny’s.
Sorry about the moving. What a drag.
Sweetpea, I owe you a bottle for that tax advice you provided a month ago. Shoot me an email with the addy.
If you happen to be awake bwtween now and 9 am your time and feel like talking, give me a call, I can’t sleep
Nice house, whaddya moving for? It’s only 130 miles to Longview. Out here in the Golden Fleece State, some people consider that a short commute.
Course my commute is tough, 13 steps to get downstairs to my office. Unless I stop off in the kitchen for coffee first.
Been considering your generous offer for a couple of days now and you don’t realize how hard it is to turn down a bottle of wine.
Hmmm, I’m trying really hard not to email you with my address. If I can make it until Saturday……
Sorry I didn’t call Pauli……..LOL at my own really stupid joke.
TWC,
You should see the new house!
Anyway, I’m in Buenos Aires finishing up a vacay in Carmelo, Uruguay. I’m tanned, happy and in a really generous mood. Now is the time to mention a Malbec you may have been coveting.
Oh, if you have any Golden Fleece State friends that might be interested in buying a home (in an income tax free state) cheaply enough to put katrillions of dollars away, send them to me. ;o)
Mmmmmmmmmm Malbecs. Argentina is filled with Malbecs.
Best to leave your jewelery in the hotel safe. Please don’t get kidnapped. No flirting with the towel boys, neither.
There is some cosmic confluence of the stars as people I know throng to Argentina. It began last year and continues unabated. I am jealous.
So, since you’ve twisted my arm, bring me back your favorite Malbec, thank you so kindly.
I feel your pain re the comment on your housekeeping skills. When there are either children or pets in a home, it is impossible to keep your home perfect at all times. I’ve got 3 dogs myself, and almost all the housekeeping problems are attributable to them in some way.
So fuck the people who said that. They can do housekeeping however they want, after you have their money. Until then, it’s really none of their damn business.