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I just bought (aka have a ratified contract) a new (to me) house in DC. I will not be moving in anytime soon as I am going to be doing (aka having professionals do) metric tonnes of work on the place. It's .3 miles from the Georgia Ave metro, has a basement rental unit, radiator heat yum yum, and a yard with parking in the back. It's quite shitty thank you. Plans include digging out the basement so I can get up to / more than 2k monthly rent, wood floors (god knows if they're under the crap the stuck on, if not it'll be spendy), new roof with skylight, fix the kitchen and bathrooms - tons of stuff. The overall theme is this place is to generate income.
Yesterday Janna and I helped someone outside her house that needed to jump their car. We had a quiet Brewer's Art night together, only to walk home and find a drunk goth girl down the street unable to get into her own apt building. We helped her (mostly Janna, strange men coming up to your impaired state can be alarming, though eventually I came up as she floundered) get in, though she grumpily and promptly 'shut the door on us' which was fine - seemed she was out of danger though we saw her still floundering to try and get in her door (Janna offered to help here there, which is when she said she was fine and closed the door). Good defense mechanism if somewhat misplaced, and we're happy to have gotten her out of a potential danger zone? So the new year started with helping others.
Janna's been a muddafuggin trooper with me getting sick as death and staying that way. You don't keep score, except I totally owe her when I return to humanity. I've returned to the gym but not full force, and I'm still sleeping 10-14 hours a day.
I'm not into year reflections or resolutions, but they work for some people and who am I to judge what people pick as markers? I tend to go with degrees, relationships or threesomes, and this year it's kind of hard to miss the home purchase as a turning point in my retirement plans (good or bad of course is subject to a 5-25 or more years view). I'm pretty happy for all the sacrifices I've made - all of them; financial, time-education, relationships, ass-head-pulling not therapy but trying to be less crazy efforts, the gym combined with research, friend reaching, job fluency...I'm at a rare stage where I'm able to see positive results in most every part of my life right now. Please scan forward by 3 mos or less for the phrase
"And that's when the breakdown came..."
I just bought (aka have a ratified contract) a new (to me) house in DC. I will not be moving in anytime soon as I am going to be doing (aka having professionals do) metric tonnes of work on the place. It's .3 miles from the Georgia Ave metro, has a basement rental unit, radiator heat yum yum, and a yard with parking in the back. It's quite shitty thank you. Plans include digging out the basement so I can get up to / more than 2k monthly rent, wood floors (god knows if they're under the crap the stuck on, if not it'll be spendy), new roof with skylight, fix the kitchen and bathrooms - tons of stuff. The overall theme is this place is to generate income.
Yesterday Janna and I helped someone outside her house that needed to jump their car. We had a quiet Brewer's Art night together, only to walk home and find a drunk goth girl down the street unable to get into her own apt building. We helped her (mostly Janna, strange men coming up to your impaired state can be alarming, though eventually I came up as she floundered) get in, though she grumpily and promptly 'shut the door on us' which was fine - seemed she was out of danger though we saw her still floundering to try and get in her door (Janna offered to help here there, which is when she said she was fine and closed the door). Good defense mechanism if somewhat misplaced, and we're happy to have gotten her out of a potential danger zone? So the new year started with helping others.
Janna's been a muddafuggin trooper with me getting sick as death and staying that way. You don't keep score, except I totally owe her when I return to humanity. I've returned to the gym but not full force, and I'm still sleeping 10-14 hours a day.
I'm not into year reflections or resolutions, but they work for some people and who am I to judge what people pick as markers? I tend to go with degrees, relationships or threesomes, and this year it's kind of hard to miss the home purchase as a turning point in my retirement plans (good or bad of course is subject to a 5-25 or more years view). I'm pretty happy for all the sacrifices I've made - all of them; financial, time-education, relationships, ass-head-pulling not therapy but trying to be less crazy efforts, the gym combined with research, friend reaching, job fluency...I'm at a rare stage where I'm able to see positive results in most every part of my life right now. Please scan forward by 3 mos or less for the phrase
"And that's when the breakdown came..."
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Date: 2014-01-01 09:52 pm (UTC)