Central St and Vietnam Veterans Memorial

I went out for a bit of a walk today, just to make sure that I got out of the house. I decided to keep going down my street instead of turning toward downtown Westport like I normally do. Glad I did! Look at the pretty houses. So colorful!

I also ended up walking through the Vietnam Veterans Memorial. It was so beautiful and soothing.

Sorry, some of the pics are out of order, don't have the hang of posting from the mobile app yet. :-)

Who needs internet?

I know that its been a long time since my last post.  Sorry!  My weekends in Chicago were GREAT and I didn't feel like posting then.  Since I got back from DC and Chicago, its been a blur.  I hate cleaning, and there is a lot of that to be done.  Not to mention, I still seem to have so many things to do to get this place in order!  I keep trying to remind myself that our condo developed a little at a time, and that I need to lay off the big changes and just take care of the little stuff so that it is liveable.  :)

Anyway, I think maybe it is time to get internet, no?  Long story, but basically Nick and I arranged to have internet set up the week that I moved.  We chose self-install because I hate the guys from AT&T, Comcast, etc. who come over and hassle me about my internal set up when I know that Nick did it right.  There was NO MENTION anywhere that anything required an installer.  So, they send me the modem, which was a hassle in and of itself because I had to go to boofoo to pick it up.  Then, while I am grocery shopping on the Friday that they are supposed to turn on my service, I get a call from an installer at my house.  He needs to access the switches, which are inside.  Am I home?  NO!!!  No one said that I should be home.  Not to mention, apparently the switches are in a section of the basement that I don't have access too, so my landlord needs to be there.  Great.

So, no internet.  That was a month ago.  Oops.  I should really get on that, no?  I have just been in and out of town, and I forget at work.

I called AT&T to reschedule so that someone can come out and my landlord can be there.  I had to, since I promised Nick that I would have internet when he came to visit at Thanksgiving.  And, quite unsurprisingly, AT&T is full of a bunch of asses.  They want me, and my landlord, to be available from 8 am to 8 pm so that they can maybe send a tech out.  On a weekday.  How the heck do I make that phone call?  Hi, Greg?  Can you come hang out at my place for TWELVE HOURS so that you can let AT&T in to the secret part of our creepy basement when they get here?  Not to mention that unless I cancel my trip to Chicago for the swearing in ceremony, I don't have a day that I can take off so that I can be here.  In theory I can wait until my next Friday off (Nov. 16th) and wait for them.  But Nick is scheduled to arrive then, and if there are any issues with the installation then he won't be able to work like he is supposed to.  And, it doesn't fix the whole landlord issue.  Ugh.

So, I scheduled it for Nov. 5th.  I flat out told the woman that I would not be here before 6 pm.  If I am not here when he arrives, then the install is cancelled and I have to try to reschedule it again.  Fantastic.  I guess I ask Greg to also be here, and hope that the tech comes between 6 and 8.  I am so excited to make that phone call to my landlord.  Not.

I hate the internet.

Off to Chicago!

I'm headed for some Chicago adventures this weekend. I had a perfect storm of cws day off, federal holiday, and a conference in DC. So since it's Rocktoberfest this weekend, I decided that I absolutely had to check flights. And sure enough, I was able to fly Chicago to DC for the same price as KCMO to DC. Oh happy day! :-)

I mean, Rocktoberfest is a big deal. Obviously. I'm also going to the car museum and apple picking and having Czech dinner and seeing Anna's show. You know, just a quiet weekend with the hubby.

Speaking of, look what he rocked today?

What a cutie.

In case you were wondering...

I passed.

OMG Bar Results

Not today, but tomorrow.  Or at midnight.  Soon.

I'll know in just a few hours if I passed the bar or not.  For the most part, I have ignored the bar since I took it in July.  I don't think about it, don't talk about, and certainly don't worry about it.  What is done is done.

And then I started this job.  The bar is something that all lawyers can talk about.  No matter when they took it, the horror was similar.  It's a great conversation piece when you have nothing else to talk about.  And it tends to come up when you are just out of law school and meeting other lawyers for the first time.  You know, like when you just started at a new court and are meeting new lawyers every thirty seconds?

I've gotten into the habit of hedging my bets.  I tell everyone that I meet that I really shouldn't have worked this summer, and that if I don't pass I certainly know why.  Which is definitely all true.  But I say that in case I don't pass.  And that is a possibility folks.  If I don't pass, I've already brought this up, so it should be easier, no?

So that's where I've been.  Until today.  Today?  I'm this guy.

I should already be in bed.  I have tons to do tomorrow.  But, instead of that, I just keep sitting at my computer.  And now, it's already 11:00 pm.  So I feel like I should just wait until midnight and stalk like crazy, no?  Ugh.

Bathroom

Well, one room in the apartment is "done."  Of course, that is because I really didn't do a darned thing to it!  The rest of the place still isn't fit for viewing.  Nope, not at all.

So, without further ado, the bathroom!

For the most part, I dug out my old towels, which were pink, yellow, and orange.  Most of them date from my first "real" apartment, which has been a while.  These sucker have been everywhere, I just add  few new ones as I need too.  Of course, I thought that I had more of the yellow striped towels, so I picked up a yellow bathmat at Ikea.  Turns out I only seem to have one of those towels.  Oh well.  

The shower curtain is plastic.  I picked it up at Target because it had the colors of the towels, as well as some turquoise (which is in all of the other rooms, not that you'd know that).  It turns out to be a map of the London underground.  I mean, I knew it was *some* subway, but didn't figure out what was what for a while.

And a close up of my little "station."  Steen, you will note that this is the tub thingie that you got me two or three years ago.  It is now my ultimate lifesaver!  Good news is that the landlord put in that double towel rack, and that the shower curtain keeps them dry!

So my friends, that is the bathroom.  Thoughts?

FYI

Just a warning.  A lot of these posts have been going out on the fly.  Stream of consciousness and all.  Heck, one was even written off of my phone last week.

Not much editing going on here, if you haven't already notice.  When you notice issues, please don't call the grammar police!