Ironically now I am a full time writer (or more properly a "proposal analyst") so the last thing I want to do is write, but here I am. But most of the writing I do is boring techy stuff and I spend my days chasing people to GET ME TECHNICAL CONTENT SO I CAN MAKE IT PRETTY BY DEADLINE and honestly I just feel like a glorified pain in the ass with a fancy title. I wouldn't work if I didn't have to. Right now I have to. Maybe later I won't.
Ok, so it's been a REALLY big few years for me, so I think maybe I'll just do a bullet post kind of thing.
I'm not actually sure how far back to go. Hmm, let's see.
- I think maybe I posted about the big, rather strange but lovely house I bought in Houston?
- The big one on the lake with the views and the kitchen to die for and all the fancy mod cons one could hope for?
- Yeah, sold that.
- And separated from the husband
- And moved into a little 1930's bungalow in central Houston while I went through the divorce process.
- Divorce was final in June 2019
- In July I moved back to the little house in Austin.
- (I sure loved that little bungalow in Houston, though, that was actually a really nice time and the Houston Inner Loop is a great place to live)
- The house was the only thing I fought for in the divorce, Rich got everything else.
- He wasn't happy about the divorce, but we have ended up bring pretty amicable.
- I still love him but we just weren't working anymore
- We grew apart.
- So here I am.
- I got a job in Austin and am fixing the house back up slowly but surely.
- I built a carport and driveway
- Am installing a Japanese garden
- Redid floors and painted and built in bookshelves and got Ikea closets because I still have a giant wardrobe,
- (I got rid of half my wardrobe in the moves, and it is still huge)
- The job got really intense once the Covid hit and now I am working crazy hours trying to keep up
- But we got a 20% pay cut, so it feels like I'm working extra for so much less money than I should get
- The oil crash hit my family and lots of my friends hard
- Poverty sucks.
- Oh did I mention that my dad died in 2017 and we moved my mom to Texas the next winter?? Yeah, that happened too.
- It's been a really tough few years, y'all.
- I mean, ALL the things happened.
- So for Christmas 2019, before 2020 and Covid and poverty and oil crashes and pay cuts happened, I bought my dream car.
- My gift to myself.
- For making it through what I thought was the worst years that had ever happened to me (until 202 fucking hit, I mean, seriously.
2016 Porsche Cayman (981) with 6 MT, Porsche sport exhaust and it's freaking yellow. Isn't it beautiful? I've wanted one since the first time I saw one many years ago. And it's MINE. All MINE!!!!!!
- So there you have my past few years in a nutshell. who knows, maybe I'll post more. Or not. Last thing I want to do lately is stare at a laptop.
I've also forgotten how to blog, I used to be pretty good at this, not so much anymore.
How the hell are you?????
