Tuesday, April 6th, 2010, 9:30 pm
I really, really need to start posting again. I tell myself this just about every day. And yet. Anyway, maybe if I break the ice here I’ll get back in the swing of things. A quick update:
So the wedding date is set and the bid on the house has been accepted. The underwriters are making me jump through some ridiculous hoops because I’m self-employed and so we haven’t set a closing date. Once that happens I think the fact that I’m BUYING A HOUSE will fully sink in. And that after we move in I’m GETTING MARRIED. And that my bride-to-be has a FREAKIN’ DOG. A little more than a year ago I was a carefree bachelor living the high life…with a cat. Now I got another cat, getting a dog, getting a wife, getting a mortgage…I should say I’m totally fine with all these changes. Especially the wife part. The house, too. The dog…let’s see how well the dog responds to my particular brand of justice.
Chances are we’ll be moving in sometime in May. Also in May (at the end) is the World Series of Poker, and for the first time in three years I won’t be there for the whole rodeo. I’ll be there for the Main Event, so it’s not like I’m missing the feature presentation, but I won’t be doing the full tour. I’m of two minds on this–on the one hand, I see the logic behind it (the Main Event is where nearly all our marketing dollars go, our pros post a good bit of stuff) and last year I was totally fried come the Main Event. I worked just about every day and had the thousand-yard stare on Day 1C. This year my eye will be bright and my tail bushy all the way through the big dance.
And if we’re moving in May I won’t have to bail right after we relocate. I’ll be around to strip wallpaper and paint and make sure the beasts acclimate. Plus I’ve taken on some new tasks of late and I should definitely have enough work to keep me busy. But it is gonna be weird, really weird, not being there as the WSOP plays out. I’m sure I’m gonna feel some serious pangs of guilt following along with the coverage from my buddies (and hearing about their dread exploits) from the comfort of home. Then again, if I’m hearing about their dread exploits while I’m grilling burgers on our deck with a night acuddled with my gal on the docket, I think I’ll be able to deal.
This does have a feel of calm before the storm. I’m watching the Pens play the Caps in an important-yet-meaningless game, with the Stanley Cup playoffs on the horizon. The greatest sporting event there is just a few days away. The summer looms like a big…looming thing, and this year I’ll be in Pittsburgh for most of it. Lots of lazy nights playing beach volleyball and sipping Yuengling under the stars. And then I’ll have to sign my life away, pack up my apartment, and move into the house I’ll probably (hopefully?) spend the rest of my life in. I’m gonna have to…walk the dog. EVERY DAY, MAN. I’m gonna have to mow the lawn. And, yes, we’re probably gonna be thinking about having kids sooner than later. I’d like my spawn to head off to Penn State before I’m collecting Social Security.
So lots of changes coming. Hopefully posting on my much-neglected blog will be a part of them.
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