I don't even know if that is anything up there image-wise. It's been a long time since i've blogged here. Changed jobs, not that I wanted to leave my other job. I loved my job. I loved my co-workers. I loved my carpool/private car service. But, I also like getting paid more so I had to leave since they just would not pony-up. New digs, same type of job. Strangley enough, some of the same co-workers (we jump ship as a team) but new ones too. I like it, but I haven't hit "love" status yet. I think there needs to be a little organization, people don't really know what I can do, I don't really know what they want. Just takes a little while I guess. I'm not too keen on driving in though, little extra stress, could be worse though. The spouse is wanting to look in MD for a house(well townhouse or converted shed by what we can afford) and this would seriously influence my commute. I'm not big on commute, but I have to decide if I like square footage better. I depress myself by looking at housing prices in Syracuse where i'm from. Giant houses with 4+ bathrooms and finished basements and huge yards. Older family members saying things like "just pay cash for it" "what you rentin' for?"
It's not like I want to rent for the rest of my life, or want to be poor. I look at my Amex bill, it's mostly gas and groceries-can't cut too many corners there. I guess the next splurge to go is cable. I like my HGTV though, so I can dream of someday having a home to decorate. I see lots of msn articles about my generation (debt) and our problems of spending vs. saving and living with our parents still or again. No solutions are sticking out. I would love to move back home if I could find a job there in my field. Unfortunately you have to be a nurse or a teacher or you are out of luck. I feel like I whine about this a lot. I have time, I guess, but it just does not appear to be better this year than last (quite the opposite) so I'm wondering how much time I am really going to give it here.
Anyways, office is a doornail today. Apparently there was a golf thing, so that clears out all the people who make enought to golf. Let me tell you about my golf clubs. I got them from my grandfather when I was about 12. They were cut down from my grandma's old clubs (she is taller than I ever will be). They had a bag but it eventually molded and I had to throw them out. My neighbor gave me his old bag (ha ha I just re-read that) when he got a new one so that's nice to have. I have never once played an 18 hole course. I've played a 9-hole course more than once though. That particular course came with a fee of around $3. Yes, $3. So you can imagine my hesitation to pay too much more anywhere else. I think I'm actually pretty decent, I usually beat my husband and brother so perhaps I'll take it up when I get some more time/money. I have lots of things planned for retirement actually. Scrap-booking is one of them. For now, i don't pretend to have time for that sort of stuff.