AMIEABLE

I thought that once I graduated (this second time) (in May) my life would be made up of free time, lots of money (since I am working full time now) and a Martha Stewart clean house.  I would organize all of my photos from the past 12 years!  I would alphabetize all of my books!  I would knit every small child I know a woolen trousseau!

I forgot that I would be working full time, working in the neuropsych. lab on campus, and studying for the GRE.  So my photos are still stacked in boxes, our books are a jumbled mess, and no knitted goods have emerged.  Our home, as my friend Jennie once said (and I’m paraphrasing because I can’t find her exact quote), looks like someone broke in to burglarize, ransacked it and yet didn’t take AWAY ANY OF OUR SHIT.  Okay that last part Jennie did not say, but I’m sure she’d approve.

Oh and then we financed a $2,000 surgery for a cat.  More on that later when I’m sufficiently drunk.

Then last week, This happened.  (yes, you should read it!).  And, woo boy it wasn’t just me.

I don’t think that Longball and I are under any more stress than the average couple.  It can’t be - we don’t even have children or a dog.  Sure, he works nights and I am overextended, but there must be something wrong with us that we cannot hack being responsible adults.

After the rage incident we agreed that we would make some July resolutions.  We couldn’t change everything all at once, but if we chose three things each and worked on them like mid-year resolutions, they might get accomplished.

Here are mine:

1. I am only allowed to get mad at Longball once this month.  So I better save it up for something truly heinous.

2. Get on a chore schedule.

3. Give my blog a little attention!

So yes, it’s already July 9th and this is my first blog post, but it’s because I’ve been working so hard on items number 1 and 2.

Yes it is! Okay, mostly it is.

Welcome to the July Resolutions. More tomorrow. Or, you know in a few months if I fall off this wagon too.