I'm very sorry if she tipped off anyone about your cunningly concealed herd of cows.

Simon ,'Safe'


Delurking 1: Because we don't always check our e-mail.


lisah - Oct 19, 2010 5:27:07 pm PDT #1795 of 3094
Punishingly Intricate

Bmore representing! Since my original post I've become even more of a project manager (slash business analyst evidently), my very elderly dog has passed away, and I've gotten engaged to my super awesome Chicago guy. And he got cancer which was a big part of our year this year but he's doing really well right now. The cats are hanging in there pretty well too.


SailAweigh - Oct 19, 2010 5:32:28 pm PDT #1796 of 3094
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

The only change to my original post is that I acquired a job in February that I enjoy quite a bit. I think I'll keep it.


Pix - Oct 19, 2010 5:33:45 pm PDT #1797 of 3094
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Right. I kind of skipped over the whole horrific month of ND critically ill in the hospital in that update. But he's doing great now, and that's the important part.

Lisah, I must have missed the news about your fiance somewhere along the way. I'm sorry he's been battling cancer, but I'm glad to hear he's doing better.


megan walker - Oct 19, 2010 5:36:33 pm PDT #1798 of 3094
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist

My original post is still pretty accurate. Too bad, since I really wish the job were different. Any lurkers know of any work for a bilingual former professor, now editor--delurk!


lisah - Oct 19, 2010 5:42:38 pm PDT #1799 of 3094
Punishingly Intricate

Thanks, Pix. We've been really lucky. They think they caught it early (it's colorectal cancer) and he just had surgery, no radiation or chemo. He had an ileostomy while he healed from the tumor removal surgery which was hard but manageable. He had the surgery to reverse that in July. Now he just has to get scanned every 3 months for a while to make sure nothing comes back. Really, really lucky. For each of his surgeries he was just in the hospital for 3-4 day and, knowing how rough that was for me, I can't imagine how hard it must have been for you with ND in there all that time.


WindSparrow - Oct 19, 2010 5:53:43 pm PDT #1800 of 3094
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

lisah, I'm glad your man is doing so well.

Here is my original intro WindSparrow "Delurking 1: Because we don't always check our e-mail." Oct 4, 2009 2:45:29 pm PDT Things that have changed are few - I have the same job, it's just owned by different people. I don't think I mentioned in last year's post that I work supporting adults with developmental disabilities in shared living environments. IOW, I work in group homes. While full time with one company, I work at four different locations. Some days I get paid to relax and watch tv, and some days I get paid to be silly. One of my coworkers tells me I am good at the mental chess - I use the silly as a tool to prevent verbal and physical violence. I love my work.

And I love my cats. Harvey is, if possible, even snugglier than ever. And Sammie is as fluffy as ever. They are currently crooning at me. You see, they are starving to death. They have never been fed. They are not even sure they know what food is. They just know they would like to try some.


Beverly - Oct 19, 2010 6:07:50 pm PDT #1801 of 3094
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

In the last year, my H and I have relocated from NC to WA. We're having fun exploring our beautifully scenic area, and have just spent a wonderful summer out of the killing heat and humidity of the southeast--for that alone the move was worth it! We're rehabbing and redecorating our first house, and meeting neighbors, evading election to the neighborhood association board (so far. further evasion is eventually doomed, we know).

H and I are rediscovering each other and why we were originally drawn together, and forging a new era in our relationship. Aside from being required to love each other, we're finding out we actually like each other. So that's neat.

The cats were abandoned to the tender mercies of StY, who was also left behind (at his choice). Somebody had to leave home, you know? Turned out it was us. There are no plans at present to add pets to the sawdust and paint buckets.


amych - Oct 19, 2010 6:09:11 pm PDT #1802 of 3094
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Upon rereading last year's Intro Post, I am shocked -- SHOCKED -- that I felt I wasn't online enough because of fencing addiction and them making me actually do something at work.

All still true.

House and car and spouse and job are all the same. No more shaggy old dog since last year's update -- he made it to 15, which is a good long run for a shaggy old dog. I suspect I'm better at fencing and worse at work than I was a year ago.


Nora Deirdre - Oct 19, 2010 6:22:20 pm PDT #1803 of 3094
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

I just went back to my first post, and man, I was on some kind of sugar high, I guess- didn't say much about myself but did speculate nomming on lurkers. In a friendly way, of course.

But whatever- everything in my life has changed except the super important things- still married to Tom, still have the cats. Finished masters degree, realized I didn't want to go down the path I was going down, skipped town and moved to New Orleans within the space of less than 2 months between the thought actually entering my mind and the night we pulled up to our new apartment in the Irish Channel.

Life is for living, y'all- don't put off happiness today for some vague reward in the future.

I have to say that having watched crazy long distance and huge life changes happen to folks on the board made the reality of the daydream of moving to New Orleans seem much more feasible and doable.

Also, I am now a landlord, which was stressy at first but now not so much.


sj - Oct 19, 2010 6:28:29 pm PDT #1804 of 3094
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I just looked up my post from last year, and everything is pretty much the same. Although, in a month from now I will be able to say I am married instead of engaged.