In a recent post, artfully titled “Bleh” I wrote that life is basically a big poo sandwich at the moment, and I was surprised to find that I still had faith that something good was just around the corner.
An update:
I start my new job at 9 AM tomorrow.
A veteran’s resource group may be able to help us with about $800 towards our back rent. (Or they may not – it’s up in the air due to some question about income requirements. We should know tomorrow.)
Our land lord is willing to take payments on the past due rent. With the $800, this is totally doable (though it will be tight, especially on 1 April since I won’t have had a chance to save up a whole month’s worth of paychecks yet.) Without the $800 it enters the realm of fantasy. But, said landlord apparently “likes us” and is willing to let us move into a more affordable property if we show them we can pay for it. (Worst case scenario. I SO do not want to hall all that crap down from the attic that I just finally moved up there. But in the case of back-breaking labor vs living in a cardboard box with an eviction on our records? Back-breaking labor wins hands down.)
(Photo credit: Wikipedia)
In other news, I’ve spent the last ten days excitedly following the Iditarod. I hadn’t thought about it much since our honeymoon (where we visited Anchorage and saw the ceremonial start) – so much has happened in the intervening year.
But when I realized it was the first Saturday in March again, I found myself getting all obsessive. They even have a Fantasy Iditarod League. (Like Fantasy Football, only with dogs.) My team is currently ranked about 235 out of 400+. But I’m very proud of the fact that one of “my” mushers it in the running for Red Lantern.
Apparently I am capable of getting caught up in a sport – it just needs to involve puppies.
Aliy Zirkle’s dog team is primed and ready to go (Photo credit: Alaskan Dude)
Also, I have to confess to spending the bulk of the morning joking that the new Pope named himself after my husband. Or worse. (“I didn’t even know you were Catholic dear. Do I have to kiss your ring now?”) Personally, I was still pulling for “George Ringo II” (since the most recent Pope didn’t do justice to the name.) But Francis I is all kinds of awesome. At least at our house.
(3/22/13 – Edited to add: I feel the need to clarify, the NAME “Francis I” is all kinds of awesome. The Pope? I was hopeful since he is a Jesuit. And I really admire his stance on the poor. However, his recent comments regarding homosexuality are disgusting. In other words – I’m not optimistic.)
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