Lawnmowing...
Powerwashing our enormous deck...
Painting the basement a lovely burnt orange that looks better than it sounds...
Drinking mass quantities of beer out of the kegerator...
Going back to work and dealing with the work load and the personalities of a brand new group of 159 hormonally challenged people...
Going back to grad school to finish this program...(a short story workshop!! Egads man! I write creatively everyday, why does this class put the fear of God in this atheists soul?? Probably because there's more work involved than creating the world in 6 days, even with one day of rest...Jeez.)
Dealing with/planning around a new commute...
CLEANING MY FILTH AND DISORGANIZATION...
Making sure there's time enough for the two of us and that we both feel loved, needed, cherished, desired and all that important stuff...

That's what we've been doing collectively (I have to admit, I've done very little of house transformation), and thus I've neglected my blog (and you guys, my lovelies). But it won't be forever, I refuse to let this ship go down...as well as my daily recounts, I might just put my short stories and ALL THE FREAKING OTHER THINGS THIS LADY MAKES US WRITE PER WEEK up here so that you can help me polish stuff up.

The scariest part?? Writers block. I have no idea what to write about unless it's about me.

Fucking narcissist.