More About Me...

Bitchy and sarcastic with an overall sour personality...oh wait, this is the about me NOW section. Not who I wanna be when I grow up :) I like poetry, long moonlit walks on the beach and romantic candlelit dinners Oh wait, I'm married. No need for the Match.com commentary. Sometimes I forget, it has only been 20 years. But whose counting.

Another Tit-Bit...

On top of marital bliss and motherhood, I have 2 jobs. Neither of which is going to land me a Nobel. They do however provide endless entertainment and frustration. I have been bloggin off and on for about 4 years. More off then on now with my WoW addiction. Yes, my name is Z and I am a WoWaholic.

Precious Moments

As I prepare to move away, I have been pondering how it will effect my life as I know it. We moved to Florida when I was 22. We moved away from the town that for all intent and purpose was my home town. I had gone to school there, and basically grew up there. I had a big network of family available within walking distance in most cases. I had the friends I had grown into adulthood with. School friends and work friends. I don't remember stressing over leaving them really. It was more about leaving my family. My parents, my sis and Memaw.

19 years later with my parents and my sis living within a 2 hour car ride, I am faced with a different set of emotions. We are all older now. Some of us (not I) have our feet planted very firmly. Chances are, my parents will not be following us to SC in under a year and my sis has her family and life in Miami.

One of the reasons we chose SC, is because it is less then a day trip back to Florida. There is some comfort in that. I don't expect much to change except missing the Sunday afternoon BBQ's at mom's. I know we will do whatever necessary to spend the holidays together. I know that I will take a job that allows me to be off work the same time the kids are out of school. Done to allow summer and holiday travels. I am devoting time to being a better communicator. And I made sure I have unlimited long distance on all my phone lines.

Talking on the phone lacks the connection of the eyes. Talking on the phone doesn't allow for those much needed hugs and kisses. I know it won't be the same, but I am confident we will make it work.

I guess when faced with losing the convenience of having my family close, it becomes more apparent how I have taken it for granted. We get so wrapped up in the chaos of life that we don't take advantage of every opportunity to hang out in person. My sis lives 2 hours away and I am sad that I won't get to hug her again before we leave. I won't get to see my nieces and nephew who will most certainly be inches taller and even more grown up when next we are all in one place.

I want to stop letting chaos over-ride what is important to me.
I will no longer take precious moments for granted.
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To-do



  • pack

  • clean

  • pack

  • set up inspection

  • clean

  • call Sue

  • pack


t minus 8 days til movers. t minus 9 days til move.

Gettin a bit nervous but still hidden in the midst of excitment.
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Oops I did it again!

I figured with the upcoming move, that it may be a wise idea for me to start blogging again. I have moments where I do very well. I post something every day. Whether it is some deep dark secret or maybe just a vent. When my mind was totally dead of content, I used to share ideas on morons and news worthy idiots. Now theres an endless supply of material for sure.

Since we are less then 2 weeks from the big day, I am vowing to be a better communicator. I am declaring my intent to be a better picture taker and a much more efficient letter writer. I will take 15 minutes a day to share the happenings of the Havey house. Since we will have no family or friends within 700 miles, electronic communication is going to be a very important part of my love lines to those that matter.

I have mad computer skills. I can turn out crap better then folks who do it for a living, but for some damn reason I can't be bothered. Laziness in my excuse. Or maybe it is the 2 hours a day I spend questing and doing dailies to have enough gold for an epic flying mount. For those not yet addicted-that is a reference to my WoW addiction.

Whatever the excuse...I aim to change it!!
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