Mine:

1) As of last Friday, I have a ten-month lease on a nice little house in Stillwater (OK, not MN) so AwesomeDog and I have a place to call our own for the time being. I also instantly adore my new landlady, and it's reciprocal as she's (coincidentally) an old friend of my great aunt, who I'm now going to be living a stone's throw from. Big relief there.

2) On that note, I officially left both of my jobs in the past week. It feels super weird (but kind of fantastic) to be unemployed. Spending the first half of this week going through old boxes and packing and getting rid of crap I don't need and blah blah. Headed back up to StL tomorrow for a few days of R&R, then next week I'll begin moving.

3) Orientation starts on the 14th and my first day of classes is the 19th. I'm *thiiiiiis* close to being an official Vet School Student. I still can't believe my stupid Quixotic plan actually worked. That said, I'm just this side of scared shitless about taking 18 hours of Doctorate level courses. I haven't gone to school full-time in over 12 years. Hoping I don't fuck it up.

Yay! Yay! Yay!

Congrats!

Awesome! Good luck!

1. So just over three weeks ago, I sprained my ankle. Or at least i thought I did. X-rays today on my non-getting-better sprained ankle showed that I have a broken fibula. Oops.

2. Flex from mefi/mofi is visiting me this weekend! It's gonna be ossum possum. Need to do a big old search for good vegetarian restaurants, though.

3. My child, who has usually been asleep for an hour by this time is still up and frankly annoying the crap out of me. She keeps getting out of bed to tell me stuff or calling me, and my husband isn't here to deal with her. And I have about three hours of work to do and the whole apartment to pick up before tomorrow morning. Oh, and dinner to cook. Grar.

Oh, hell. Sorry about your fibula, gaspode. Hoping it mends well.

And thanks much, mightshould and twiggy, but this isn't about me. I just needed a break and wanted to say hello since it's been a while.

thanks, ufez. Super-exciting about vet school, and the house as well.

1. I have had things to do after work every day this week (including today) and that is making me cranky. Also, I'm playing with my medication doses so that isn't helping matters either. (However, it is giving me good data that I can bring to the next appointment with the pdoc to talk about changing up my meds.)

2. Tomorrow I am going to spend all damn day at home and it is going to be awesome. I have a ton of sewing to do (including something to wear for the performance on Saturday that I haven't bought stuff for yet) and some cooking (2 pans of my delicious macaroni and cheese).

3. My card for this Sabbat until the next basically is telling me to find a dream of mine and make it fucking happen. This is going to be a challenge. If someone had told me a year ago (or hell, even 6 months ago) that my life would look like it does right now, I would tell them that they are full of shit. But it's going pretty damn well, even if I am crazy busy. Thank you, medication.

Congratulations ufez, and good luck!

gaspode, that sucks. Although idk if it makes you feel any better? Bones heal faster than ligaments, at least that's what every ortho ever has told me (I've broken / torn a number of the damned things).

1) Holy shit I'm 45! Is it tiresome-ly cliche of me to say I don't FEEL 45? I mean, I'm still 23 in my head, anyhow. Well except for the whole "being responsible and gainfully-employed" part. Ugh.

2) Work has been marginally less lame lately, because my department manager told my "real" manager (our reporting structure is utterly screwy here, don't ask) to back the fuck off and cut it out with the Mean Girls shit, and she did. For now. My mental state and my productivity have benefited immensely from this, I can tell you.

3) OMG SQUEE!!! My husband just surprised me by saying he ordered me a new cyclocross bike for fall racing season!! I'm giddier than a six-year-old with a new pony!!

1. Tomorrow (Aug. 2) is our SIXTEENTH anniversary. Totally cool! Off to a seafood dinner together to celebrate.

2. My stupid back has derailed my plans to run and bike this week. But I think it is getting better and I have high hopes for next week.

3. Finnegan's Wake is proving to be a huge challenge. I like it when I read it but it needs full concentration and large blocks of time, neither of which I have in great supply right now. At this pace it'll take me a year to polish it off. But I intend to do it no matter how long it takes.

So proud of you ufez. You will do wonderfully. In a different life I'd follow your example, as I've always been interested in being a vet.

Take care of yourself, gaspode. I know it is tough to be grounded for awhile.

Congrats, lfr!!