Achoooooo!!!!!

It's that time of year. No, not baseball's opening day (although I am very happy about that). It's spring. Which means pollen. Which means about 2 weeks of misery. Please pass the tissues. And the steel wool so I can scratch my eyes out.

WTF??

Imagine my surprise to wake up to SNOW. Isn't it supposed to be spring? Haven't I already discussed how much I'm ready for spring? You know, spring, when it's warm and green out. Not cold and white out.

I'm Ready

Spring arrives this week (finally), and I am ready. I am more ready for this season than I have ever been. I am ready physically. I am ready mentally. And I am ready with a mop. I woke up this morning, and looked around the house, seemingly for the first time since fall, and thought, EW!

Recovery.gov

Spring is (almost) here, and we've embarked upon our own Recovery.gov plan for fiscal responsibility. Call it a monetary spring cleaning, if you will. The last few years have left my financial house of cards in a pile, due primarily to working full time, being in graduate school many nights a week, and dealing with my late mother's estate. It's a difficult thing to sit down and spread your financial life out in front of you, under the harsh light of day. It is also a difficult thing to look at where you've made mistakes along the way.

That being said, we're unloading a Disney timeshare, and cashing in an un-needed life insurance policy to get ourselves back on track. While it may be painful to take that first peek at the personal balance sheet, in the end, it's good to come out of the exercise with a plan. Of course, this involves careful prioritizing of our needs and wants. Needs are fairly obvious (house, car, utilities, etc.). Wants are a little harder. While some friends and family might categorize a timeshare as a "need," for us it falls under "wants," therefore it is not a necessity (and selling it is a source of a little $$). Once this exercise is finished, it's easier to see just what needs to be done. And with a clear path to fiscal rebuilding before us, especially in these dark financial times, we can rest a little easier having subjected ourselves (and our habits) to a little scrutiny.

Aaaahhhhh!!!!

I can't take it any more!

I'm Going to Disney World!

We've finally gotten our act together, and are spending a few days at Old Key West in Orlando in April. Gurgling Suitcase, here we come! It's nice to have a sister who has organized pretty much the whole trip.

Oh my.

The Amazon Kindle. I have no need of this device. But I am a geek. And I am a reader. A voracious reader. If you've ever been to my house, you know about the piles of reading material. Everywhere. In fact, right now, on the kitchen counter rests a large stack of material I read this morning. All of which is available on the Kindle. Drool. I have no need of this device. But I want it. It's so sleek and sexy. And if I ever see or touch one in the wild, I shall have to purchase one.

Boat Drinks

Damn, I've had enough of this cold. I agree with my sister. I'm ready for a boat drink or five. 

Ow.

I am normally a lover of winter. No longer. Last week, I slipped and fell while walking. It was a patch of black ice that did me in. That and my own clumsiness. I managed to re-injure my busted ankle, smash the right side of my face, sprain my right thumb and wrist, and twist my left knee. All in one shot. Top that.

Day. Interrupted.

I have been so very fortunate of late, not having suffered a migraine headache in over a year. Last night and today, the Migraine Fairy paid me a visit. Fortunately, her stay was not long, and I am now able to function as a human being once again. What is most maddening about this is that I lost 24 hours. When any other part of my body hurts, I am still able to go to work, drive a car, etc. Not so with a migraine. The best I can hope for while under her nasty spell is to dream up ways to kill myself so the pain will stop.