Current mood:	content
Current music:	Alanis Morissette - Hands Clean

I'll be damned if I don't post at least *once* in August
Jesus, and I missed the entirety of July as well. Apparently time flies when you're busy as hell.

As this post is just meant as a "restart" to my journaling after a period when it (unfortunately) needed to take a backseat to other, more time-sensitive endeavors, I won't be recapping everything that's happened during the last two months - that will come in the next week or two. All I can say for now is that it's been an absolute monster of a summer, with very little time off and far too much planning, responsibility, and mental as well as physical work involved. Long car trips within intense time periods were made, heated phone calls were exchanged, breakables taken extra care of, music gear taken even more care of, my car given a proper "goodbye" upon its non-functioning, kitties drugged for a long trip in the car, and an entire house packed up into one Ryder moving van, one minivan, and our Neon.

...but the day I'd written (and whined) about had finally come on August 6th. After almost three years which seemed like double the amount of time, countless viewings of the police at our neighbor's door to break up a "domestic dispute", far-too-many posts about the Hell that is shopping at Wal-Mart (and which I can say will never happen again) and a general malaise that settled over the last year, we finally got to do what was dreamed about for far too long:

We left. See you in Hell, Mount Sterling Kentucky, and don't let my bitterness bite your ass on the way out. No, wait. Let it. ;-)

As I said earlier I'll be recapping as best I can all the experiences that led up to that day and passed it to where we are now (to my credit, I did take notes and did some writing, even though I was far too exhausted at the end of each day to polish for publication) but I can report that we're quite happily 90% settled in our new apartment where we got a tremendous deal and are ending up paying less per square foot than in Kentucky. It's freshly painted, carpeted, larger, has more closet space, and is even *quieter* compared to the old house even with people on 4 sides as opposed to just one (again, the lack of police activity helps.) The management was helpful when problems arose, which is a post unto itself, and has been great since then. There's a heated pool for me to stretch/work out in, and believe me it's been getting used.

The city itself is wonderful - a sense of "small city/large town" where you're not overwhelmed by the size and traffic, but is big enough to find enough places to go and things to do without repeating yourself within a week. We're at the tip of the iceberg at to entertainment possibilities, which after having to drive 45 minutes to simply go the library, a Walgreens, or a club is a feeling that words cannot express.

Contentment. Happiness. Potential. "Home". Actually, I suppose that words can express them.

...and yes, by "potential" I mean ones within the musical realm. It's only been three weeks, and I already have a few solid leads for musical experiences. With any luck, soon I'll be doing what I do best... making no money playing crappy clubs. ;-)