california weather was lovely as usual, a little foggy on sunday morning, but made for a nice walk to breakfast and precursor to spa time.

hamachi didn't go to the spa. i told him he couldn't go to the girls side and he decided to stay home.

i was taunted for saying "nice!" as a positive exclamatory about a million times a day. grace has now pretty much broken me of that habit. as a joke i started saying "i know, right?" which i am completely un-fond of, but i'm afraid it will stick. i can't let that happen.

so while we were talking about this, we were watching bridget jones diary, which might have been about the 56th time for each of us. in the movie someone used the phrase "ding DONG" where i might have used "nice". so the the response to my saying nice is now the reply of "ding DONG". generally followed by "i know, right?"

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so, let's see. that other job, not so much. insert long story and personal history and general annoyance and also general appreciation to the universe which has kept me out of something which i knew better than to get into but would have anyway. feh. i don't need to go back to what made me unhappy. it's a long story. i found out a lot more info about the situation. but really, bottom line, i'm more than ok with it. at least at this moment in time i'm not really wanting to go back to the old mothership. for a second i thought it would be good. and then i remembered.

instead, well, i spent the weekend in california power shopping with grace. everyone in the whole world naysayed our plan to fly to san jose, buy a loft that afternoon and spend some time enjoying the sun and visiting with ms uber fab in monterey. oh no, you can't just fly down and buy property in the bay area. for the first thing, you'll never find what you want, secondly, there are at least 300-400 people on all waiting lists for any lofts worth buying, plus it just can't be done. not in two days.

pox on you all. we did it in an afternoon.

we looked a bunch of stuff, but the first thing we saw was right. by lucky stroke of the aligned stars we were able to bypass a huge gnarly waiting list, put in an offer a few hours later, visit some other places just to be clear it was the right thing to do, and wait for the offer to be accepted. which it was. ta daa!

other than that, i haven't stopped moving for almost 2 weeks. the bathroom is almost painted enough (i think it will be 4 coats of red), and once i can breathe then we have to prepare for some social activites that grace has planned before she leaves.

plus the current freelance has me downtown and not in my jammies at home. i keep thinking that any day now i'll be able to do something besides work on the house or work or sleep. it's not happening. i got to knit on the plane, for a couple of stretches of about an hour. which is about 59 minutes longer at a stretch than i've been able to knit in ages.

hopefully i will manage this without my head exploding. some people thrive on this kind of thing. i don't.

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you could buy grace's loft.

so. sad. it's the best place in town. it's really cool. you could live there. but we (grace's collective set of friends) have to kind of like you. haha.

awesome view. oh, and you have to have 4th of july parties because that's where we all watch the fireworks from.

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nate got married!

this is such a wonderful thing. love to you both, my friends.

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i don't even remember what the things she's holding were. it was during the best 4th of july party ever. left hand smoke played on mion's deck. much good food and lots of people. e. happened to know the band, so we got some fabulous music and then a perfect view of the elliot bay fireworks.

and the ever gorgeous and fabulous grace did her first triathalon in chelan over the weekend. the mr and i drove out with buck and enjoyed some seriously warm weather and cheered on the gang. actually it was grace, mardi, henry, deedee, and erica who did the race. i'm so proud of grace. it was very emotional, and she did really well. especially since she was worried about even finishing. uberfab. and her parents happened to be in the right part of the country, so they were there too. haven't seen them in a long time. her mom and i can talk about things that happened to grace 20 years ago. it's weird. i've known her a long time.

personally - i don't know. there's always something isn't there? as is my pattern, i haven't pursued the birthmom thing. there's other drama to be dealt with. and working inconsistently is good and bad. i think of a thousand projects, i should be doing art (long story, but i'm having a hard time doing creative stuff and i'm not happy about the reasons), i should be painting the den. it's the last big indoor project. ok, maybe not. we have to get a new subfloor in the bathroom really soon. then paint the trim outside, etc. but i always say i'm going to deal with painting the office on my next mini-sabbatical. so that is what i should be doing. the reality is that today i'll probably deal with the medical billing morons, take the dog to the park, and knit. maybe i'll do prep work for ripping out carpet and painting. i suspect that will involve thinking about it.

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