First things first, but not necessarily in that order.
The title is a quote from one of my favorite people- Doctor Who!
Well, I guess I should start out by saying that this is (will be?) my first blogging experience. I apologize in advance.
I'm sure most of the people reading this will be friends, acquaintances, teachers, and other such people who know at least the basics about me; but there's bound to be a couple people who end up here by some random coincidence. It's for the latter that this initial post exists.
I'm currently married to my high school sweetie, Eric. We got married Oct. 21 2006 so I guess that still makes us newlyweds for a couple more months. Nothing here is really spectacular, we're pretty average I guess. We're both in our mid-twenties, fresh out of school, and poor as hell. Eric finished his degree, but I'm taking a "break." AKA I dropped out. We live in a small house, which we rent, with our 3 dogs and 1 cat. We pay too much to rent this place, but I'm just happy to be out of the whole apartment complex situation.
We've had our royal luck with the apartment complexes. While we were in school it was decent- we lived in a really nice apartment complex, but we had 2 other male roomies.... With the wedding coming up we (well, I) decided it'd be a good time to ditch the roomies. Not knowing the Columbus area we ended up with a 3 bedroom apartment and the far east side of the city. Hello ghetto town!!! Within a week our "nice" apartment was falling apart. As if that wasn't bad enough, one night Eric went out to walk the dogs before bed (this is midnight-ish) and sees what he thinks at first is a Hummer. Not a hummer. SWAT armored vehicle. Big difference!! Needless to say I was in a big hurry to get the hell out of there at this point. Long story short- The landlord thought we were stupid. He found out otherwise after he was sited for 11 code violations. He let us break lease =)
From there we moved to the far WEST side into a complex recommended by a friend/co-worker/unhealthy schoolgirl crush of mine. This place really wasn't bad, but the average age was probably mid-twenties. I always feel odd bitching about my own age group but I've really found there there's a major difference between calendar age and maturity. I'm 22, but I'm married, settled down, and pretty much boring. These "kids" living around us were all about the parties, loud music, and drunken stupidity.
All that brings us to now!
Well, I guess I should start out by saying that this is (will be?) my first blogging experience. I apologize in advance.
I'm sure most of the people reading this will be friends, acquaintances, teachers, and other such people who know at least the basics about me; but there's bound to be a couple people who end up here by some random coincidence. It's for the latter that this initial post exists.
I'm currently married to my high school sweetie, Eric. We got married Oct. 21 2006 so I guess that still makes us newlyweds for a couple more months. Nothing here is really spectacular, we're pretty average I guess. We're both in our mid-twenties, fresh out of school, and poor as hell. Eric finished his degree, but I'm taking a "break." AKA I dropped out. We live in a small house, which we rent, with our 3 dogs and 1 cat. We pay too much to rent this place, but I'm just happy to be out of the whole apartment complex situation.
We've had our royal luck with the apartment complexes. While we were in school it was decent- we lived in a really nice apartment complex, but we had 2 other male roomies.... With the wedding coming up we (well, I) decided it'd be a good time to ditch the roomies. Not knowing the Columbus area we ended up with a 3 bedroom apartment and the far east side of the city. Hello ghetto town!!! Within a week our "nice" apartment was falling apart. As if that wasn't bad enough, one night Eric went out to walk the dogs before bed (this is midnight-ish) and sees what he thinks at first is a Hummer. Not a hummer. SWAT armored vehicle. Big difference!! Needless to say I was in a big hurry to get the hell out of there at this point. Long story short- The landlord thought we were stupid. He found out otherwise after he was sited for 11 code violations. He let us break lease =)
From there we moved to the far WEST side into a complex recommended by a friend/co-worker/unhealthy schoolgirl crush of mine. This place really wasn't bad, but the average age was probably mid-twenties. I always feel odd bitching about my own age group but I've really found there there's a major difference between calendar age and maturity. I'm 22, but I'm married, settled down, and pretty much boring. These "kids" living around us were all about the parties, loud music, and drunken stupidity.
All that brings us to now!
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posted by d0ggiem0mma | 11:54 PM
2 Comments:
Now, c'mon, Kate.... You know he's just "The Doctor" =)
Yes, but alas not all know him that well! (Though I would think most people who read by blog would...)
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