Growing Up

Growing up sucks. I went to school, graduated and grew up. Now I don’t have the time to do the things that I want. Well, I say that but I’m pretty sure if I tried, I could do what I want. I think the responsible side of me out weighs the rest of me.

I’m thinking of getting a mac. I have issues with their business model, but I have issues with Microsoft’s as well. My biggest issue with a mac is the cost associated with them. I’m just finding that I need to have both OSes (and some *nix) to run OS specific applications that are applicable to my career field. I think I’ve decided that I will get one, but I have to “save” for it. I can’t justify just spending it outright. I want a new kitchen more than I want a mac. So, I’ll work on some freelance projects or I’ll just put a small portion of each paycheck away. Maybe then it won’t hurt so much to fork over that much for the machine and software. Right?

I’ve also been thinking of buying a new domain. Then I thought a little more and said, heck now. I’ve got 13 years worth of content on this site. Though some years are thinner than others, it’s been a good domain and it is still good. So, if I get a new domain, it’ll be for something not related to my every day life.

My evil princess is getting old. I know she’s not on her death bed, but she isn’t her young self. She jumped from the floor to the desk and Josh and I nearly had a heart attack. She hasn’t done that in at least a year. She usually needs to jump into a chair or on a window sill first. Maybe the cream cheese I gave her this morning has given her a bit of her youth back. She’s suffering from allergies. But she works herself into such a terrible frenzy at the vet’s office that we have been avoiding taking her. Instead it looks like I’m going to have to trim her nails and give her a bath. Oh that will be fun. That’s one of the not fun parts of being a grown up. Bathing elderly cats.