Busyness As Usual
Hot on the heels of getting married, slogging through some difficult family passings, and my first year of self-employment, I find myself inadvertently taking on more and more duties. SXSW is looming (as is the rest of the work for the two panels I’m on), I have plenty of client work to keep me more than occupied, and I just set about a more focused publishing schedule (backed up by another TBA side-project). As I step back and look at the technicolor blob that my iCal has become, I’m scratching my head and wondering how I ended up here.
Added to all of this, Liz and I will officially be homeowners in just over two weeks. The original plan was to “casually” look around at houses and likely move later in the fall. Before I knew it we were looking at multiple houses every week, and talk drifted from “what a nice house” to “let’s make an offer!” in no time flat. Such is the danger of having a restless wife (and it’s still damn weird to say that).
Buying a house, especially your first, is an odd new mile-marker in one’s life. You find yourself wandering through unoccupied houses, some of whose owners have clearly just died, and trying to mentally place all of your belongings there. Some of the same things went through my mind when finding apartments in the past, though something about the idea of purchasing a large structure and land makes the prospect a tad humbling. The process of house shopping starts so calmly, but once you decide to make an offer time moves into high-speed and all of a sudden there is a 6 inch stack of papers in front of you waiting to be signed.
Needless to say, I’m excited as hell. Even though sleep has become a prized commodity and I’ve been working around the clock, I can’t help but love it. The new year has brought some big changes with it, and some rather large challenges as well. I know as soon as we move, I will instantly have many new house-fixing projects. That’s alright, I think I seek out work and opportunity, because I may really fear wasting away. I just have to keep reminding myself that I work much better under pressure.