Another weekend, another day at work. I'm looking into take a course in IT. I love computers and trying to figure them out. I have a lot of looking to do. I need to narrow down what aspect of it I want to do. As well as how I want to go about doing it - ie. online or institution. I need to get a four year degree under my belt and get it done with. Slowly but surely I'm making my way there. I've finally talked myself into seriously looking at my options. Now I just need to fine tune the entire issue. Oh well, we'll see how it goes. I'm ever the pessimist, looking for something to go wrong. It drives my wife mad, one of many things I do.
It looks as though it's a go for the Bruce Campbell book signing in Philadelphia. Not only does it look like Eric and myself, but Rod, Eric's friend of numerous years, also a talented graphic artist, could be talked into going as he's also a big fan. We're going on a trip for Memorial day and we're going to look into renting a van. If it's reasonable, I might rent one for the Philly trip. That would give us room to spread out and relax on the way there and back. Maybe I'll even rent a portable DVD player. I know a local car rental shop advertises that they give you one with certain rentals. Either way, when the three of us get together, chaos is sure to follow.
A major portion of the wall is finished. Now it's the tedious task of taping, spackling, and sanding. I might wait until I get the other wall (in the bathroom) done and just do both of the fine detains at once. The finishing work is what I hate the most. It's dirty and dusty and very time consuming. But then again, it could also be that I'm a bit of a perfectionist. I really should seek therapy. It may be taken care of when my anxiety(?) issue is resolved. I know they can go hand in hand. I'm just a big ole psych mess. But at least I'm functional, well sort of.
I think when I get home I'm going to get started on the bathroom. I need to find a place for the wafer board so it won't be in the way. Now, you have to realize our bathroom was an addition to the house. It's a big room with a furnace, commode, tub/shower, and sink in it. I'm going to separate the room with a wall and create a walk in closet/changing room. The entire house is a piece of *&%$. The best thing I could do to it is have the fire department use it for practice. It's old and was built by hand by an alcoholic; honestly. Nothing in the house is level or straight. Every floor is warped in one way or another. It was built using old railroad timbers in some places and with newspaper for insulation. I don't mean the ground up cellulose of today. I'm talking about newspaper stapled to the inside of the walls. We found that out when we installed new windows and realized we also had to get some insulation into the walls. That could have been why the house was always cold. Hopefully some day we'll be able to afford to have the house demolished and have a new one built. It's all we have at the moment though. We'll have to make due until that day comes; which it will eventually.
My goodness I got long winded today. Sadly enough it only took about half of an hour to come up with all this. I should probably end so I'll have something to complain I mean talk about tomorrow.
Stay tuned.
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