A Quickie
No, not that kind, you perverts!
Just a quick update.
As I head out to the office this morning, eight bags of clothes and shoes are waiting on the front porch for the Salvation Army to come pick them up. I’m getting down the point now, where it’s just my old junk, her papers and her books to sort through to reclaim the entire first floor of my house. The upstairs, well, that’s a horse of a different color. My goal, though, is to get the first floor acceptable enough for a few close friends. I might even get some advice on colors for the rooms I want to change. Something warmer, I think. More welcoming and less sterile than white or off-white. Don’t know yet, but I definately need to paint a room or two and at least one ceiling.
Tonight, on the way home from work, I’ll be putting a check in the mail that hammers the last nail in the coffin of one of my four credit cards. One down, three to go. Sadly, it was the smallest of them to go first, but, considering that I otherwise live pretty much on a cash basis, I think I’m doing fairly well. One of the guys at work always tells me that I should have stayed married because my debt wouldn’t be so large. But, as I explain to him, repeatedly, the divorce actually saved me from getting deeper into debt. My money problems are related to my former marriage, not getting out of it. So, one by one, I clear my accounts and the books are balanced.
Proof yet again that I can survive anything, somehow.
I know this seems a rather lame post, but all the other posts I’ve started lately either got too heavy too quickly, or got a little too deep into my past. A past that is, well, just that, past. I don’t need to get into any details that might put off a future employer or date, especially since none of it was illegal or anything. A bit immoral, but, hey, even the President seems to be able to slide by on shakey morals these days, no matter what party he’s from. In any case, I might write them all up one day, but probably not for the blog.
And, now, it’s off to work!
