3 beds in 3 nights

(So this guy I think I "dated" for a day in middle school is chatting with me on facebook. See, this is the kind of crap I could have avoided by not joining. Curse you, Katherine and Katie!)

We've been living the vagrant life this weekend. On Friday after work I drove up and met Alfred at one of the houses he bought through work. The plan was to spend the night there and do some work on Saturday, but as with many of our plans, it ended up changing slightly. Turns out the well pump didn't work, so we had no water. So we ended up at Alfred's parents' house that night. Saturday morning we started out at our CPA's office (we're such grown ups) to get our taxes done. I stayed in the car and read, thinking it would take about 30 minutes. An hour and a half later, I had to pee like crazy and Alfred still wasn't back, so I went into the lobby of the big fancy building in search of a restroom. Luckily there was a woman there who pointed me in the right direction. I realized once I looked in the mirror how crazy I looked: jeans, sweatshirt that looks like something out of the 70s, glasses, and windblown hair. In other words, like a bum.

Eventually Alfred came out and we went to Chik Fil A for breakfast. We got there right as they were switching from serving breakfast to serving lunch, so we got a little of each. I decided that was a good time to put my contacts in, so I did so in the bathroom. It took awhile to get our food, so the manager gave us a coupon for a free sandwich, which was awesome. Since we had to redeem it at that restaurant Alfred went up to get it before we left. While we were eating that, an employee came around with a tray of breakfast food that hadn't sold and offered us samples. So of course we took some. While we were finishing those up, she came back around and asked if we would take the last 2 sandwiches so they didn't have to throw them out. So we did. It was flippin fantastic. We ended up getting 10 different items for $11. We figure it was because we looked like bums and seemed so desperate for food.

Eventually we did make it to the house.

We got some painting done, although not as much as I had hoped (I always forget how long it takes) then gave up around 6 and left to meet Ilya and Mercedes for some beer, wings and Uno. We crashed at their house that night. We took advantage of the running water and showered too, which was nice. Cause when you're a vagrant, you need to take advantage of those situations.

Today we were up early again and back to the house. More painting, more plumbing, more running to Home Depot and other houses Alfred has bought. Then we met up with Ilya, Mercedes, Max, and Robyn for lunch at this awesome barbecue place. We finally ended up getting home at about 6. Since then we've both exercised, done laundry, made granola, Alfred made lentil soup to cook overnight for lunches tomorrow, and I obviously blogged. Busy, busy. And I got harassed by that dude on myspace. He said I should call him. Um, weird. This is why I don't want any reference to my blog or any link to it on facebook, by the way. Cause of weirdos. I just logged the f off. Ooh, granola's done. Time for bed, laters!

change in habits

Our busiest season is coming up at work, so I'm going to be working longer hours and more evenings soon. Which means that I'm not going to be blogging as often during the week anymore. I'll try to blog during the weekends some to make up for it, but we have so many friends and things to do... ha! Once in awhile we do, I guess. This weekend we're going to Orlando, so that will be fun. Last weekend we just sat around and relaxed, though. It was awesome.

Here's a fun picture:

It was taken in one of the tunnels below Alcatraz. When we were out there visiting Rosemary and Greg, we went to buy tickets for the tour, only to find that they were sold out for the day. While we were trying to decide what to do, the park ranger we were talking to asked if we'd like to go on a special tour with him. He and another ranger were giving a special behind the scenes tour to some park rangers from somewhere like Pennsylvania, and asked if we'd like to come along. So we got a super cool tour, and it was free! We got to go in a bunch of cells, and walk around underneath the prison, and go upstairs to where they filmed part of the movie "The Rock." It was really fun. I meant to send that guy a thank you note and never did. I'm so not a Southerner. They write thank you notes for everything.

In other news, I haven't asked anyone to be my friend on facebook since Katherine first signed me up. It's kind of fun to see how many people ask me to be their friend. I don't know how many I have right now, though, and I just signed on yesterday so I can't sign on again so soon. I can't get people's hopes up. It's a little weird though, most of the people I went to high school with who have asked to be my friend were huge losers. That doesn't say much for me!

the facebook issue

I actually meant to write about this a couple of weeks ago, since people have been asking me "are you on facebook" and "why aren't you on facebook" and "when are you going to join facebook" for a long time. I was perfectly happy not being on facebook, and had intended to remain that way. Until the treachery of certain people this weekend.

I think the main reason I wasn't too interested in facebook was because of myspace. I had a myspace page, as you all know, although I was late to that party, too. I enjoyed it, once I got around to joining. The finding-people-I-haven't-seen-in-10-years thing was really fun. I also liked stalking people, which you can't really do on facebook. You have to be friends with someone to see their page, which totally defeats the purpose of stalking. And it was fun to be able to change my background, add different graphics and polls to my page, stuff like that. Can't do that on facebook, either. The one thing I do like better about facebook is the whole tagging-photos thing.

As much as I liked myspace, I eventually got tired of it. I haven't signed on in months. And no one's on there anymore anyway, they've all migrated to facebook. But I think the real reason is that I have my blog now. There's no stalking capabilities, but it's my little area. I can change how it looks (speaking of which, I'm thinking I could use a new look here. Thoughts?), talk about what I want, put up pictures, lots of fun stuff. So really, I had no use for facebook. I guess it's fun so far, but we'll see how long it lasts.