Monday, August 11, 2008

Two Things

Well, it’s official: Cheese and I signed our lease today.

We are the proud renters of a two bedroom, one bathroom apartment, complete with an actual parking space and separate kitchen. As in, separate from the bedroom/living room/bathroom, AKA my current studio.

It’s kind of a lot to take in right now. But I am not complaining, not at all. In fact, right now, as I sit here working until the wee hours of the morning (again), with Cheese snoring away behind me, butt peeking out from the sheets, and the smell of his feet thick in the air, I can’t help but be excited about this. I mean, things won’t totally change – he’ll still travel all the time, leaving me to fend for my lonesome most weeks of the month. But when he comes home, he will come home to Chicago.

So aside from the big paper signing, life here is stable, albeit is stupid busy again this week. I keep telling myself, “Just get through this week, just this week” but honestly, it’s more like getting through the next two weeks.

I mean, I am at the point where I have to calm myself down just to ask, “Okay, where on Earth do I actually start?” Tonight I am making some headway, and it’s only 1AM. I am hoping to make even more by about 5AM, at which time Cheese will be getting ready to leave (he was just assigned to a south suburb of Chicago so he is actually here for a little while longer!!!) and I will try to workout and go to the office.

Let’s see how that works out.

Ten bucks says I am sneaking into the bed at about 4 o’clock for a quick-nap-turned-four-hours-later-and-I-am-panicking-about-being-late.

It may have happened like that before….

A couple people have lately posted about feeling like they have to censor themselves about the stuff they post - be it 'cause family members/bosses/coworkers have discovered the blog, or maybe they just worry about offending. Or that they have started writing for other people instead of themselves.

I have found myself to be having these issues for a little while now. More and more, I write and then re-write so many posts because I worry about the reaction. The crap that once flew out of my mouth I now sit with, pick apart, examine, and fret over whether or not its safe for human consumption. Moreover, I freak out that readers might get offended if I come off as too bitchy or whatever.

So after a freak out yesterday regarding whether or not people might misinterpret the whole "walkers to the right" post, I have made this decision.

Fuck it.

No matter what, I will alway be at risk of offending. But a lot of times, I also say some really nice stuff too. And if I am lucky, funny shit gets in between the cracks. But when this whole blog started, I was just being me, and I really need to get back to being me.

I'm flawed, sarcastic, politically incorrect, sour, sweet, lazy as hell, driven to extremes, crabby, carefree, sick-of-it-all, and loving-life. I eat too much candy, workout obsessively, and sometimes wear my pjs to the office (okay fine, A LOT of the time). And mostly, I am all of these in one hour.

And maybe it means I say something about babies and elderly that might offend someone's sensitivities. Oh well. As long as I am not running down your granny in my Hundyai, then what's the biggie?

So no more fretting, no more apologies, re-writes or retractions.

Consider yourselves warned.


Danielle in Iowa said...

All I have to say is that I am glad to know there are other people out there that feel the same way about babies and old people as I do :-)

MissAllycat said...

I love that you're flawed, sarcastic, politically incorrect, sour, sweet, lazy as hell, driven to extremes, crabby, carefree, sick-of-it-all, and loving-life.

That's what makes you real.

And I also eat too much who am I to judge? :)

kritta said...

Fuck it, indeed. That is my philosophy. Works well, I must say.

Prin said...

Yey! So far you haven't offended me.

I go through those cycles too. "Oh, can't say that because this person's reading. Can't say this because that person's reading," etc. And yet I usually seem to be able to say it to their faces anyway. :D

So lemme get this straight- he pays half the rent of a bigger apartment and you don't have to put up with him most of the time? Score! lol ;)

Prin said...

Oh, wait, that was a lie. You did offend me one time. Remember the time when you got all self-mean and you closed comments?! That's just not right. Don't do that again. :P

stronger said...

At least it is a 2 bedroom...when he gets too stinky you can banish him to the other room! Good call. I never would have guessed you sensor ;)

stronger said...

I totally spelled that wrong just as I hit publish!

Brent Buckner said...

OMG, those other posts were what made it through *after* fretting and rewriting!

I can only imagine what will now appear on this blog....

[pause as mind boggles]

Time to get some popcorn to further enjoy the show!

Flatman said...

Another sigh of relief. :)

Now if you can just get that stinky lump in your bed blogging again, my life will be complete.

(i eat candy too. there. I said it.)

Anonymous said...

whats red and bubbly and taps on your window .......................
......................................................................................................................................................................................a baby in the microwave.............................what did one old ladies saggy titty say to the other?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????we better strighten up before people think we're nuts.

Tri-Angle said...

Well said Doctor
I wouldn't have it any other way. And since I have given you blog fodder by being real, I will continue to follow your example. Or well...try anyway, some butthole on the PTA stumbled on my blog...may have to change everything!

Tri-Angle said...

Sorry, but you should have upticked to the 2 bed TWO BATH apartment.
Just sayin....on account of Chesse's alleged skill level.

Sarah said...

Random drop in comment from a lurker:

I'm mostly a walker in races with a little bit of running. Even I know that slower people stay to the right because common knowledge is that a road race generally implies running. Course blockers suck, no matter their speed or transportation mode.

Ok, now back to lurking while laughing at all the farting :-D

Captain Cactus said...

I've become a regular lurker on your blog because of how funny your rants are when you let yourself express them freely. I'm pleased to hear that that's going to continue!

Congratulations on signing for the new digs! I can't wait to hear about the details as they unfold.

Michelle J said...

Hells ya Meg. I laugh out loud MOST days from your blog. DO.NOT.CHANGE.A.THING.

I've been struggling with the same shit on my blog... I find that I censor myself all the time and don't really let me come out. Yet I LOVE your blog for that reason. You say how you feel instead of coating it... I want to do more of that myself, so from now on I have adopted a very important mantra and outlook on life... FUCK IT!

momo said...

one thing...

AMEN! i love the real megan. :-)

lassenlaw said...

Gonna have to agree with Tri-Angle, and as a cohabitator with a MAN, urge you to consider a second bathroom (leaves Cheese more room to take pics of his poo to send to his friends) :-)

Borsch said...

Just catching up...

Great job on the Half! Way to run a smart race!

I've also noticed that I 'censor' sometimes because co-workers have my found my blog, but lately I haven't cared. If they get offended they can just choose not to read it. :-)

Tiger Lily said...


Would have loved to read the stuff you censored!

I agree, fuck it!

Still LMAO @ danielle in iowa!!!

KrissyGo! said...

To your Two Things, I say "Hear, hear!"

Don't change a thing!

xt4 said...

Bah. Yes indeed, do not stop being you. For the love of God, there are already too many not-you's in the world. More you, less not you. So says I.

The Young Family said...

Don't change I thing, I like you just the way you are... and well if I didn't would you really care? lol. Keep up the honesty!


Liz said...

Dude, that was not offensive.

(I feel I can say that with authority, because it's not like it's up to interpretation or anything.)

It was the truth. It doesn't matter if you are running fast or slow, walking with or without your dog or your stroller or whatever... just don't act like you are the only people out there.

I think that applies to most things in life too.