“To my friends in New York, I say hello
My friends in L.A. they don’t know
Where I’ve been for the past few years or so
Paris to China to Colorado
Sometimes there’s airplanes I can’t jump out
Sometimes there’s bullshit that don’t work now
We all got our stories but please, tell me
What there’s to complain about
When you’re happy like a fool
Let it take you over
When everything is out
You gotta take it in
Oh, this has gotta be the good life
This has gotta be the good life“
– One Republic
We are at the one month mark of being in our new home. Actually it’s in 4 days but since I start a work trip tomorrow morning & won’t be around my laptop to publish this, I’m rounding up & saying it’s today.
I love being home nowadays! I haven’t really ever felt this way! Especially the last 4 years of constant running around. I absolutely freakin’ love coming home! I’ve caught myself pulling into our drive way and just gawking at how cute this damn house is. Sometimes when we’re doing little touches of improvement around the house (considering this house was a flip it doesn’t need “improvement” so I mean like when Clinton put one of the guest beds together) I get weirdly emotional & start in with the “Babe this is so awesome! This will be the room for when the kids (his niece and nephew) come visit! They’re going to love it!”. We’ve grilled. We’ve made s’mores around a fire like 2 kids. We’ve sat on our back patio, tiki torches lit, music playing, & smoked hookah while watching the sunset. We took Emma to the local dog beach yesterday. We even went to Bingo night at a local bar with Karren!
It’s perfect. It is absolutely perfect. I mean…there’s been some struggles! Such as every time I walk outside I get eaten alive by bugs! Florida life baby! Bingo night? We sat outside at a picnic table & I ended up with around 100 no-see-um bites on me. I was miserable for a week! I wish I was exaggerating but no – I had a smattering of 20+ welts on one arm alone. It disgusted me to touch my skin, it was so bumpy. Our yard wasn’t much better but my man treated me by purchasing a year’s worth of yard treatments from a bug & pest company! They fog the yard to ward off mosquitos, they spray the perimeters of our house, they spray certain spots indoors, and they spray and sprinkle our yard! It’s definitely gotten better and we’ve only had one treatment so far! Also, a few nights ago I woke up at 1 AM to a screaming noise. I laid in bed for just a moment thinking maybe I dreamt it because Clinton & Emma never even budged. Then I heard it again & even Emma flinched. I was half asleep & not really sure what it could be so I went investigating & suddenly it did it again…9 fucking times in a row. It woke me up enough to realize what it was – it’s the fire alarm in bedroom #4! I run to the room & see no fire (again, I was half asleep so excuse my logic) & decided it’s best to go wake up Clinton for help. The battery was dying so it decided to scream at us at 1 AM to let us know. He took it off the ceiling & popped the battery out & to humor me, crawled into the attic (located in #4) to check for any possible fires or fires in training. Let us not forget the night I was back up at 1 AM looking for an intruder when it was just our robot vacuum in the kitchen doing a demolition derby up against Emma’s food bowls! That stupid thing was just repeatedly ramming itself into the dog bowls! I literally grabbed my flashlight & walked into the kitchen and yelled “WHO’S IN HERE?!” to the VACUUM! And last but not least, we also have a stray cat hanging around that I was totally cool with at first. I love cats. Emma and Clinton do not. So I see this cat in the back yard and I’m like “oh how charming! We’ll have an outdoor cat to keep pests at bay!” – until this cat brought us a dead mole and left it on the porch! This morning I walked outside and there was puke on the porch! This cat is disgusting! I wish it could understand that it doesn’t have to try so hard to win us over with porch gifts – we don’t want them!
But it’s still absolutely freakin’ perfect.
“To my friends in New York, I say hello