90 Days

That's how much time we have until our lease runs out at the end of June. It's been pretty much decided that we will not be renewing on Yates Avenue for another year. For what we are currently paying, we could get a larger place with more space somewhere else. And we desperately need more space, especially with two active, young dogs running around everywhere. We like the house we're in now, sure. But there's a lot of maintenance that we've done ourselves that we shouldn't have to do in a rental. The back yard is nearly entirely dirt and that makes for a real mess when it rains or the ground is in any way wet or damp. I love hardwood floors, but I would like the next place I live to have less hardwood and more linoleum or whatever that's easy to clean and maintain. I would also like my next abode to have a back porch of some kind for wet/dirty dogs to towel off or whatever before entering the house. If the high traffic entrance and laundry room could be located somewhere other than right off my den, that would be great, too. No firm decisions have been made for now. We aren't sure if we're taking our show on the road or if we'll split up. Kort is still holding out hope that she'll get a teaching position in PA for the fall. I'd like that for her, too, since I know she really has her heart set on moving North. We talked a little about me going with her and that may be a possibility, depending on how things turn out. Either way, we are in for a big housing change in the next 90 days. I hate moving. UGH!!!
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Weezie made a trip to the vet on yesterday. She started limping really bad at the beginning of the week and so we had the vet look at her. It appears to be something with the soft tissue and not bone related, so that's good. She's got meds that she'll take and if she doesn't improve, then we'll have her in for an x-ray in a month. Not sure what she did to hurt herself, although I wouldn't rule out Evelyn's involvement, if not as the root cause then definitely a contributing factor. My dog is sweet, but she likes to roughhouse with Weeze and sometimes their play can get intense. Kortney thinks the injury stems from an old bocce ball entanglement last fall and that could be it, too. Still, we don't like it when the dogs aren't well. I myself need to have Ev in to the vet soon for her skin irritation and a general looking over. She's shedding hair like no one's business and scratching/licking/gnawing more than I'm comfortable with. She is also slow to eat her food and that's worrying me a tad, although Kortney says she'll eat when she's hungry. But I'm a worrier, so that's that.
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Cooper River Bridge Run is on Saturday morning. So rest assured the Charleston Sherbines will try not to be out and about anywhere near downtown or Mount Pleasant that day. Preparations are already under way on Coleman Boulevard and will only intensify until late Friday. The first sign the race is getting near are the porta-potties set out en masse at different locations along Coleman. Guess everyone needs to drain their bladders before setting off on the bridge where there's nowhere to relieve yourself until you get to the other side. Well, you could hang your member over the side of the bridge but I think the public at large and law enforcement would have a problem with that. As for the ladies, sorry, your parts are sorta internal and make hanging it out a dilemma.
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I'm looking forward to the short work week next week. We have Good Friday off and I've taken Thursday off to enjoy a long weekend in celebration of me. Next Wednesday is a Weiner Wednesday at work so that's something to look forward to for me in terms of getting out of the office for a few hours for part of the day and not having to wear business casual attire (which I HATE, in case you didn't know). I tried to get the day off Wednesday, too, but ran into a little snafu with that. Which I'm still a little bitter about, but slowly getting over.
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So, there is something to be said for change. Anyone who knows me knows I deplore change of any kind and that I do not react well to it in the least. However, change can be good and well worth getting out of the rut you've found yourself in. I watched the movie "Wanted" over this past weekend with James McAvoy and Angelina Jolie. Turns out, I really liked it. The last scene is McAvoy's character looking dead in the camera and asking, "What the fuck have you done lately?" What have I done lately? Not a damn thing. Maybe I need a change, too.