Mid-Afternoon Slump

I have seriously been trying for a couple of days to get a new blog out to replace the scattered, Debbie Downer mess of a blog that I wrote last time. I have since calmed down (Thanks to Manfred) and moving efforts have increased.

In fact, Jenny and I went to look at a nice basement suite on Saturday, and despite its London Road Ward location, it would be a good place to live with its huge bedrooms, a fireplace and even a bar. We have filled out an application, and now are waiting to hear if we are the winners of the house. However, there are a lot more places to look at, and a whole month to find something if we are not chosen.

Reality has set in, as I not only had to write a pretty large rent cheque, but as Mary has started to move already. By Saturday night, Jenny and I will be the only ones left on the 1815 Survivor. But I guess things have to change at some point. Now the only question left is, how do you say goodbye to a house you hate? Don’t get me wrong, so much has happened there, but on the other hand, so much has happened there. I am looking forward to a fresh start. That is, if I can get all of my stuff packed up in time.

On Saturday night, we went to see Baby Mama, the newest SNL movie creation. And you know what, it wasn’t that bad. Watching the previews, I thought we were in for ultimate stupidity, but actually, it ended up being a chick flick disguised as an all gender show. It isn’t high brow comedy, and it for sure isn’t Dan In Real Life (What! You haven’t watched it yet?) but overall not bad.

My life, as of late, has seen a panoply of stories and exciting events, although none of them starring me. With hockey playoffs in full swing, I haven’t even had any lackluster conversations with the internet boyfriend. (Although, I had more than one witness to the awkwardness between us on Sunday.) It might just be time to come up with my own secret friends.

With our wards joining powers on Sunday, and the YSA summer soon upon us, it is now time to do what we promised so long ago, one cold January night, “Change the Fate of 2008.” So, to alter things, I decided to rejoin the socialized world, starting with the RS Bookclub. Small step, I know, but to attend even girl functions without a wingman is a big step.

I just wonder when all of this got so hard.

Thankful for everything thing I have. A big thanks to everyone I have, even those we have long since picked apart.

Hoping for good luck for not only myself, but you as well.

Please, God speed.

As Always,