Juggling

When I was a kid, I, like many kids, tried to teach myself how to juggle. I managed to learn how to successfully juggle two balls but not three. And now, as an adult, substitute life for balls.

I am always immensely relieved when I read one of those articles that tells us (now!) that we humans aren't cut out for multi-tasking. I'm so glad it's not just me!

So life has given me too many balls and my blogging is suffering for it. Consider my infrequent posts a hiatus (like when your favorite TV shows disappear for the summer - I like to think that my life makes a great dramady.)

I am semi-homeless at the moment having sold my house and, not having found a decent place to rent in its place, am sleeping on my mother's sofa (as Zoe and Gracie are not allowed in the guest room - Grandma's got no love for her fur grandbabies) and working on her dial-up connection. Sad (?) commentary on modern life that the thing I miss the most about my home is my broadband connection.

Anyhoo - since it takes virtually all my precious time when I am not out looking at rentals and when I am tying up my mother's phone line to check Craigslist and my 5 email accounts - logging in and blogging about my life is low on the list. Plus - I've got no digital cable, no On Demand, no HBO, no Replay TV and the aforementioned no broadband (so no keeping up with the 75 or so blogs I read.) So basically I am cut off from all sources of input for my random musings. And I'm too gosh darn tired to give a fig about my life so I can't imagine I could write anything that would remotely interest or amuse all y'all.

So - sporadic posts will be the norm until I'm settled. Keep me in your aggregator - I'll be back.

Love,
Wag

Hey Baby - it's the 4th of July

~X~ rocks!

I listened to the Live 105 top American Rock Icons special all day and night today - very interesting. Lots to quibble with but it was unmoderated - based on listener votes. You know Kurt Cobain was going to be number one and he was but lots of varied choices all around and from all variations of "rock" from pop (Frank Sinatra) to classic (Hendrix) to R&B (Al Green) to funk (George Clinton) to Hip Hop (eminem, Beasties [forget who they chose as the "icon"], Chuck D, Jay Z, Missy Elliot...) to Punk (lots of arguable choices) to dance (Madonna) to country (Johnny Cash) and so on. It kind of reminded me of the late, great KSAN back in the '70s when they would play literally everything - it was a huge influence on my eclectic taste in music.

People in the neighborhood are setting off their firecrackers and the noise is freaking Gracie out on top of her already frayed nerves from all my out of the ordinary activity. She knows when something's up (like moving) and she starts following me around or hiding in corners or behind the toilet. Perhaps that's why when I tried to cut her nails the other day so she would be presentable to meet potential landlords she managed to out devil dog herself and whip her head around in a 360 degree motion, jaws snapping non-stop and the most unearthly howls coming out of her so that I couldn't even put her muzzle on, let alone cut her nails. I wrestled with her for 1 & 1/2 hours - I kid you not. I'm sure the neighbors thought either I was torturing her or performing a satanic ritual.

Still Blogging

Although I haven't posted in a shamefully long time it's not because I have blogger's block or have decided to quit blogging - it's just a very mundane case of life getting in the way. I'm engaging in activities that I've done before - but never all at the same time so it's sapping my time and energy in a whole new way.

I'm selling my house (but I sold it without having to show it so that mercifully saved me from spontaneous combustion like a drummer from Spinal Tap.)

I'm looking for a new place to live - but renting instead of buying. I'm moving up to Oakland which is an hour drive at best and much longer if I don't avoid the very long rush hour windows during the week. I've realized that buying is much easier than renting in that you only talk to your agent when buying and when renting you have to tell the same story over and over to a bunch of different people which can be draining. Plus, I've got special circumstances of being newly self-employed (no current employer, no tax returns from SE yet), not having been a renter for many years so no landlord references and having two dogs. And then there is all my picky requirements built up from years of being the boss of me at least when it comes to home amenities.

I'm preparing for a moving sale.

I'm doing all my own packing.

I'm trying to figure out if I should rent a truck & move stuff into storage, rent a "pod", hire movers (3 of my last 4 moves have been corporate - sweet, let me tell ya.)

So... I actually have lots to share with you. I've decided to stop looking for rentals until after I close so I can focus on packing, moving and having a garage sale so I should be around to blog more.

Hey - anyone know any good local movers (the only time I hired movers on my own I got the classic horror story rip off) or have any experience with "pod" type storage?

Welcome BlogHers!

Hi Jenny and anyone else who has followed the link from the BlogHer blogroll - thanks for visiting! I'm very much looking forward to BlogHer and if you haven't registered yet - you've got 3 weeks - registration closes July 25. See you there - and be sure to say "Hi!"