Off By One

So, Char and I are — by virtue of the conditions of our current residence — about to embark on a second… adventure. We’re buying a house. Together. Like real adults, with real responsibilities. This falls firmly into the scary end of the spectrum.

I wrote the first part of this post with something firmly in mind, but for the life of me I can’t recall what that was. It’s worth noting, though, that blogging on an iPhone is not as effective as on a computer. It’s slower, by far, for one, and it’s a pain in the ass to do italics or bold text.

Anyway, house shopping.

Char and I are looking at some places tonight, some of which are just freaking gorgeous. We’ve got some nice neighborhoods picked out, and in general I’m pretty happy with the state of the housing market in Edmonton right now, which I suppose indicates that I’ve got radically lowered standards than I used to have. It’s grotesque, the prices I now consider to be ‘good’ prices for a house.

I hope that we’ll have more good news on this sort of subject soon, because we’d both like to get as little stress as we can out of this.

I’ll try to be more consistent, by the way; I’ve gotten right out of the habit of blogging (like some I could mention) and as a consequence I need to whip myself into posting. Rest assured, I’ve got a lot on my mind.

Update

Wow. What a pain in the ass.

So, I wrote this a week ago, and hit ‘publish’… or thought I did. Nope.

So, in the meantime, we bought a house. Nothing major, there

Well, it looks like I’ve got more reason to write than ever before. And I thought that going back to school was going to be a big deal and worth writing about. If only I’d known…

So, for the one of you still reading this that doesn’t already know — and I suspect that my readership has fallen to zero at this point — I’m going to be having a baby. Char and I will become parents on or around May 23 next year (if Ali has her way, it’ll be May 22, but I don’t know that we’ll be that obedient).

I’m … ambivalent about this. Anyone that knows me even a little knows well my feeling on the subject of my having offspring. I’ve never made a secret of it. But I can’t really cling to those feelings at this point, otherwise I’ll do far worse as a parent than my child-to-be deserves (speaking of which, since the Internet is forever, there’s a good chance they’re reading this. Hi, offspring!)

So, I’m reanimating this blog. I expect it’ll have a different tone than before, and don’t be shocked if there are posts that are either private or don’t allow feedback — this is likely to become a bit more of a public diary than a sounding board, but you’re all welcome to participate. Who knows, perhaps it’ll make things easier to adjust to.