Good news: The fence is up!




Not so good news: My childhood home is officially for sale. If anyone wants to buy it for me, by all means, feel free. I won't stop you. The mortgage is actually quite affordable, provided that it's possible to magically plop my partner's and my respective places of employment into Rockford and somehow maintain their current levels of profit for the two of us. Oh, and then there's that whole All My Old Friends Are Junkies thing, so the prospect of having a social life in Rockford is pretty grim.
Even so, if anyone feels like giving an exceptional early Christmas gift this year... step right up.
File Under Also/Other: I'm turning into a Zen Buddhist in terms of Stuff. I spent three hours yesterday cleaning Maddie's room and threw out two garbage bags full of crap she barely noticed was gone. She's taking it pretty well, my seasonal rummaging. If she can't read it, play it on a CD player or with her hands, be inspired in her imagination to create something with it, sleep on it, wear it, eat it, or be especially comforted by it, it's gone.
On our end of the deal, I got rid of cable television. Which pretty much means television as a whole, seeing as we have no antennae and so can't receive local stations. The cable guy was relatively shocked by our decision to eliminate this particular bit of wasteful spending in our home. He told me of how he removed cable from a home with two teenagers last week:
"How can you have two teenagers in your home and not have cable?"
Uh, there are these things called books, radio, guitars, fences, toys, pets, laundry, computers... Mankind managed to survive millenia without television. I suspect we'll do just fine.