Update

So, I'm finally posting and NOT because I feel totally guilty for ignoring you all for the past two weeks and NOT because my sisters keep comlaining that now they actually have to call me to figure out how I'm doing. As long as we have that straight. You could listen to my excuses about how I've been busy at work or how we are selling the house or how I'm completely unmotivated, but is that really going to make you feel better about my absense? (And now there is at least one of you who is thinking to himself, "Allison was gone? She hasn't been posting?" Right-O. Glad you missed me.)

Thanks to Russ and Beverly for filling in for me while I was being lazy. I think Beverly really enjoyed it. She is addicted to blogs, you know. And did you notice how she likes to write about topics like suppositories and bikini waxing? Just think how fascinating she is to talk to in person.

So you know how I've been looking for a new job because the old job has been slowly dying for the past two years? Well, the old job recently got a new lease on life...a ten-year-lease on life. There will still be some lay-offs and I may eventually be among them, but right now, I've been super-busy at work. The whole dynamics of my job has shifted from database reporting to web development. I couldn't be more pleased about that. So we'll see what happens there.

I think my parents, whom I STILL LIVE WITH, have gotten tired of me running into things with my wheelchair and have decided to buy a more open house. I think it's a good plan. I'm getting tired of running into things too. You should see the black scuffs on my walls. I actually ran into the wall in the hallway one time when I was talking to Steph on the phone. Typically, I don't have a problem manuevering my wheelchair around, so I don't want to get any idiotic comments having to do with bad driving, etc. or I will curse your name, but I live in a standard colonial-type house with small doorways and narrow halls. To me, this move will be a freeing event.

Of course, buying a new house means selling the old. So I've been de-cluttering and cleaning like my life's depending on it. We had an open house yesterday for prospective buyers. Nothing says FUN like a house-full of strangers wandering about your bedroom and bathroom. No, I didn't think I could possibly stand that much fun. So I arranged to meet Kim and her fiancee for coffee and then went to Target with my friend Erin.

I will really try to be better about posting, but I really haven't been inspired lately. It's not that I can't think of what to write, it's just that often what to write isn't worth the effort it takes to do so.