My house has been in desperate need of a paint job. When I bought it, things were patchy and sad, but not bad enough to move from “I want to paint it” to “I need to paint it”. Fast forward several years, and once I moved back in it was obvious that the paint had gotten bad enough
Prior to a couple of weeks ago, I thought woofers were people who worked on organic farms. Turns out, the name is used for another group of people: certified Wilderness First Responders (WFRs). As of July 27th, I’m excited to be one of them. I’ve wanted to take a WFR for the past few years. Emergency medicine
I just got back from few days hanging out with my dad and stepfamily while they were on vacation in Depoe Bay, Oregon. The only part of the coast I explored while living in Portland was the area around Cannon Beach, so it was nice to have a chance to wander a bit farther afield. My dad and
I’m back in my house. I’ve been here since the first weekend in June. It feels great, but it’s also been incredibly busy. When I day-dreamed about moving back into my place, I pictured the tenants moving out, me taking a quick couple hours to spot-clean here and there, and voila, smooth transition and I’m settled
I turned 32 over the weekend. And, lucky for me, my birthday corresponds to the annual Kites in the Park festival. Fact: I LOVE KITES. We had a fun lil birthday party on Saturday night, and a few hardy folk continued on to fly kites on Sunday. The weather forecast was terrible so a lot of
It’s done! I arrived back in Colorado a couple of days ago, and am just starting to feel human again after the aches and pains of packing and a very long ride in the car. We set out from Portland at 6am Friday morning in an attempt to beat rush hour traffic. I’d like to say
The only time I hate my hobbies is when it’s time to move. I have tons of books, and lots of awkward/large objects (loom, sewing tables, bookcases, etc). I own very little outside of those things, but the books/crafting stuff is significant enough to make moving a huge and awful chore. Unpacking and setting up
I’ve been trying to cram in as much socializing and PNW adventuring as I can before I head back to Colorado. One thing on my list was for dogdog to have a chance to swim in the ocean, so yesterday we took a trip to Cannon Beach. It was a gorgeous day – 70 degrees
… that people who whine about how much they hate personal blogs will eventually start one. Welp, hell has frozen over and here I am. As time goes on and I move around the country, it’s becoming more and more obvious how bad I am at keeping in touch with the people I care about.