I don’t really have a whole hell of a lot to write about, but I figured I ought to put something between the sticky and that last drama-queenie post I did. LESS THAN THREE HUNDRED HITS TO GO, PEOPLE, watch the stats and All This Could Be Yours! (All what? Well, I dunno. I’m not picking out the gifts until I know who wins.)
I think we actually have A Plan, you guys. A Plan to get the hell out of Arizona and get back to the East Coast. A Plan to simplify and downsize and regain day-to-day happiness in our lives. The Plan is thus:
1. Pay down our debt, a chunk of which is happening right off the bat within the first few months of the new year. The remainder is scheduled to be decreased in steady succession throughout 2010, so that at this time next year we should be doing grand. If we stick to the plan. WE ARE STICKING TO THE PLAN.
2. Secure positions in our current companies for the branches that exist in Massachusetts. Handily enough, both AcronymCo and Bill’s company have branches that are within 40 miles of each other in MA. If we can get jobs there we can keep the tenure and pay scale that we currently enjoy. It would make it SO much easier to move if we can stay with our current jobs. I’ve put a bug in my boss’ ear for him to start making inquiries, and I’ve asked Bill to do the same.
3. Make a decision on the house in Arizona. Sell it, or rent it out? I say sell – the money would come in handy (assuming the housing market is turned around by the time we want to pull the trigger on all of this), and I don’t particularly want any ties left in Arizona (except for the kids, assuming they don’t follow us back east). Bill would feel more comfortable keeping the house, though. Fortunately it’s a decision that can wait a while.
Three steps seems overly simple to uproot our lives and move across the country. But you know, I believe that it CAN be as simple as that, if we have a little faith and put forth the effort one day at a time. Massachusetts isn’t Maine, but it’s practically Maine, and I’d feel a whole lot better being a two hour car drive from home, rather than an eight-hour-and-two-layover plane ride home. I’ve always loved Boston (except for driving in it, which I suspect I’ll get used to) and would thoroughly enjoy exploring all over the state – the Freedom Trail and Cape Cod and Martha’s Vineyard… plus, just the sheer number of historical sites throughout the state is enough to get me all excited. Then there’s the proximity to New Hampshire, Vermont, New York, the ocean, Canada. Yep, Massachusetts will do me juuuuust fine.
Bill and I found ourselves with the lack of desire to watch football yesterday (Cardinals won, but in the process pissed us both off so badly that we declared a moratorium on football for the rest of the day). It being Sunday afternoon, there wasn’t much of nuthin’ on, so I decided not to wait until Christmas to give “us” the joint-present I picked out, which is the Looney Tunes Golden Collection Volume One and Volume Two. We watched all of Disc One and part of Disc Two of Volume One and enjoyed such classics as:
If you don’t have the sets I highly recommend them. The restoration is excellent and there’s some really cool special features.
Bwuff. I’m still full from yesterday. I made Bill (and myself) an Extra! Special! Sunday! Morning! Breakfast! consisting of scrambled eggs, hashbrowns, biscuits and gravy, and bacon. Then at lunchtime we snacked on Buffalo Chicken Dip with tortilla chips and celery sticks. Then for dinner we each had a heaping bowl of Crock Pot Chili with shredded cheddar and sour cream and potato rolls. We’ve both decided that we’re going to take control of our eating habits (in the way of improving them, that is) after the holidays are over. Which means we have twelve days left to not worry a damned thing about what we’re stuffing into our pie-holes. New Year’s Day is the traditional Munchies Extravaganza in which I prepare a bunch of finger foods and snacks to set out and pick at all the live-long day. Then it will be back to figuring out how to fit, you know, actual fruits and vegetables back into our meals. Bill’s high blood pressure aint’ doing that great, and my waist is expanding at a rate faster than the universe. Fortunately, it won’t take that long to get back into the habit of taking better care of ourselves.
In somewhat related news (and prompted by TB’s 15 Seconds of LOL), has anyone tried out those new Reebok Easy Tone sneakers, or the similar Shape Up shoes offered by Sketchers? Also, I want one of these.
Still. It’s NOT a New Year’s Resolution, DAMMIT. Our renewed interest in improving our health just happens to coincide with the calendar flip.