Hayley has only been moved out for three weeks, but she already seems more mature. Yesterday, she called to tell me that she had made her first grown-up executive decision. My mind was racing as I was pondering what important decision she had made. I don't know why I wasted brain cells on this. She made the decision to take her umbrella with her and the great decision paid off because it was raining when she got off work.
I would think the fact that she went apartment shopping on her own and picked out her own apartment might have been more of an executive decision than the umbrella, but that's just me.
Hayley had the day off so she met me for sushi lunch. She was talking about some kids that her friend at work is trying to help out and how immature they were. Her quote of the day "If you are old enough to be tried as an adult, you are old enough to act like an adult". Well said.
She has been without cable and Internet for three weeks which is why she spent eight hours with us watching her tablet this past weekend. Nick felt bad for her and he ordered Internet for her and added it to his bill. Today, a package showed up at her apartment complex addressed to Nicholas with her address and this confused the mail room guys. Hayley told them that it was for her because "Nick had bought her the Internet". She was so excited when she called me. She told me she's not going to leave her apartment all weekend long. Unfortunately, for her, while the wireless modem is working, AT&T said the Internet will not be activated until 8pm tonight. She decided to nap until 8pm.
I'm currently a landlord again. It's always a crapshoot, but Joel Olsteen told me this week to change my mindset from the skinny goat to the fat cow....or something like that. Anyway, I think he meant expect more and have a positive attitude, so yeah that.
My neighbors are used to seeing Zena,my Rottie/Lab mix, in the yard. As of next week, they will be seeing Zepplin, a Collie/Lab mix, in the yard.
It's a great life!!!
This blog is about grown kids, cooking, investing, golf, relationships, traveling, and anything else that crosses my mind. Native Texan. Spent many years in Arlington, Austin, Frisco, and currently living in Frisco.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Monday, January 6, 2014
Almost Back to Normal and Broke Toilets
December was a super busy month. I traded cars. Hayley got moved out to her new apartment. I moved to Arlington. I did all my Xmas shopping on the 23rd. Found a handy man to fix up my house and got it listed for lease, and then followed all this up with a golf trip to Pensacola. So back to 'real life' now.
I have a new home, added some new family members, and a new gym. I also named the new car..... Snowflake. The car is white and I test drove it off a big slab of ice so this seems appropriate. Now, I need the weather to cooperate so I can put the top down.
This weekend, I finally visited Hayley's apartment after 3 weeks of her living there. I'm shocked. It is clean and cute. I can't believe it. She was such a slob when she lived at my house. Figures.
So now back to cooking, focusing on work, and going to the gym. So I move in with Nick and he's had the same washing machine for 15 years. I put in my first load and the machine quits working. So we got a new washing machine for Xmas. Yawn. Well that and a golf trip to Pensacola...woohoo.
So on a new subject of leasing homes. My coworker said she didn't understand how one of her tenants broke a toilet. Well that brought back broke toilet memories.
Toilet 1: So back in 1994 (I remember the year because I was pregnant with Hayley), I wake up and hear water....sounds like a small babbling brook. My ex-step-son was 12 and was visiting. I thought maybe he was peeing in a closet or something by mistake. I guess pregnancy made me looney. Anyway, I got up and went to the bathroom and my feet splash on the floor. I turn on the light and I cannot see where this water is coming from. Finally, I spot what looks like a hair on the back of the commode. All that water from a small hairline crack. I turned off water and sopped it up with towels. Well, that afternoon, I come home from work and notice a shadow on the ceiling above my dining room. Oopsie. Had to file insurance for that one.
Toilet 2: I had just put a pool in at my old house. Obviously a man designed my house...hence the bathroom in the kitchen. However, it was convenient with the pool because you could walk in the back door from the pool right to my kitchen bathroom. So I come in from pool to use the bathroom. This in itself is odd as I often just peed in my own pool. I must have had company that day:) I went back outside to swim. I come in the house an hour later and my kitchen is flooded. The ceramic had completely broken into pieces around the hinge that holds the toilet to the floor. I did not file insurance, but pulled up all my flooring and stained the concrete a nice terracota color. It looked like the patios of Mexican restaurants. Made me crave margaritas all the time.
Toilet 3: Next house with pool. I had friends over. One of my girlfriend comes in from pool to use the half bath. She slips on the ceramic tile and lands on the toilet and it just breaks into small pieces. That was pretty funny. Caught that one right away so no water damage.
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| Things found in an Exxon truck stop. |
I have a new home, added some new family members, and a new gym. I also named the new car..... Snowflake. The car is white and I test drove it off a big slab of ice so this seems appropriate. Now, I need the weather to cooperate so I can put the top down.
This weekend, I finally visited Hayley's apartment after 3 weeks of her living there. I'm shocked. It is clean and cute. I can't believe it. She was such a slob when she lived at my house. Figures.
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| Paradise Grill Polar Plunge 2014 |
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| Balcony View at Holiday Inn Resort |
So on a new subject of leasing homes. My coworker said she didn't understand how one of her tenants broke a toilet. Well that brought back broke toilet memories.
Toilet 1: So back in 1994 (I remember the year because I was pregnant with Hayley), I wake up and hear water....sounds like a small babbling brook. My ex-step-son was 12 and was visiting. I thought maybe he was peeing in a closet or something by mistake. I guess pregnancy made me looney. Anyway, I got up and went to the bathroom and my feet splash on the floor. I turn on the light and I cannot see where this water is coming from. Finally, I spot what looks like a hair on the back of the commode. All that water from a small hairline crack. I turned off water and sopped it up with towels. Well, that afternoon, I come home from work and notice a shadow on the ceiling above my dining room. Oopsie. Had to file insurance for that one.
Toilet 2: I had just put a pool in at my old house. Obviously a man designed my house...hence the bathroom in the kitchen. However, it was convenient with the pool because you could walk in the back door from the pool right to my kitchen bathroom. So I come in from pool to use the bathroom. This in itself is odd as I often just peed in my own pool. I must have had company that day:) I went back outside to swim. I come in the house an hour later and my kitchen is flooded. The ceramic had completely broken into pieces around the hinge that holds the toilet to the floor. I did not file insurance, but pulled up all my flooring and stained the concrete a nice terracota color. It looked like the patios of Mexican restaurants. Made me crave margaritas all the time.
Toilet 3: Next house with pool. I had friends over. One of my girlfriend comes in from pool to use the half bath. She slips on the ceramic tile and lands on the toilet and it just breaks into small pieces. That was pretty funny. Caught that one right away so no water damage.
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