2005-07-06 - 10:02 a.m.

I just want to say that selling items on eBay is extremely nerve-wracking. I've listed five items (all bags, go me, fighting my packrat tendencies) for sale, and two of them had watchers and lookers but not buyers. Of course that meant that all I did was lurk on the "my eBay" page until the time ran out and I didn't sell the item. Very depressing.
Then there's the feeling of rejection you get when your item doesn't sell: "Why don't they want me?"
Goodness.
Anyway.
This past weekend we went to Maine for the 4th, for a little QT. Things have been so busy on our end that we just thought it'd be a good idea to get away for a bit. I don't think either one of us was really loooking forward to the six hour drive, but it ended up being well worth it. We got to spend a lot of quality time with Nathaniel and Amanda, which was terrific, and Sprocket had a very busy few days....first he chased Jeppa around the field, as usual, and then he somehow got himself stuck in the pig pen--yes, the pig pen--and then he met FOUR new dogs--it was all veyr exciting and he slept like a rock (why do people say that? Rocks don't sleep, and neither do logs.) for the next few days.
Phew.
OhOH also, Nathaniel and Jim taught me and Amanda to play Risk. Isn't if funny, then, that Amanda and I ended up being the last two people on the board? In fact, Amanda crushed the heck out of Jim and Nathaniel both. And me, too, eventually.
Heh heh.
Anyway. It was all good fun. We swam and rode and in general had a riproaring good time.
The Chicago Affair (in which Jim gets picked to apply for a great job at Gatorade's Sports Science Institute) continues apace. It's extremely harrowing, actually. I was thinking about leaving all of my friends here last night and got, actually, quite teary-eyed. You'd think that I'd be too old for that sort of thing--but I guess you don't ever get past missing people.
The work that would be involved in making a whole new set of friends feels nigh on impossible right now. I'm really not looking forward to it. Oddly enough, I'm also not looking forward to relinquishing my role as the main social queen in our little "family"--typically we are seeing my friends and meeting people that I know through work or bla bla bla. But since I've stopped working at AARP, we are doing more of meeting Jim's friends after work and like matters...which feels weird. If we go to Chicago it'll be even more like that. Which will be a most unwelcome change. I'll be the one who will depend on Jim to make friends and most of our friends are likely to be people that he knows through work.
I mean, I know a few people in Chicago...but it's been so long that I've been the one to connect people that playing any other role will just feel odd. I'm not even sure I know how to do that!
Agh.
Cost of living will be better there, that's for sure. We could have a bigger place. The hound will have a yard to romp in.
And Chicago is the home of such architectural wonders as Mission and Plains-style homes a la Frank Lloyd Wright...
Oh. I just don't want to leave the Northeast. It is a most distressing situation.

 

 

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