so i've got the boxes out, the music on, and my coffee just the way i like it.
the one thing i lack for this whole "packing" thing?
today's work dinner plans were canceled. thank heavens.
i got a haircut instead. and then i had yummy coffee ice cream
(hmm, the very thought of it makes me want more...damn you, yummy coffee ice cream).
we have whiny pets.
over and out.
i received this in my email the other day:
Why ARE Men Happier!!!!
Men Are Just Happier People-- What do you expect from such simple creatures?
Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack.
You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental $100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You only have to shave your face and neck.
You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes.
No wonder men are happier
i laughed. but i can't help notice the latent inequality. physical differences aside, there are disparities between genders struck not by nature but by society. we created this; moreover, we continue to feed it. the feminist within me wants to raise a battle cry and reinvigorate the fight for gender rights...why is there a gender gap in managerial leadership? why is there a gender gap in Congress? why does there continue to be a gender gap in salaries, health care, and health concerns? why is the female consumer asked to pay more for her goods and for dry cleaning? why?
i realize that of discrimination gender is probably the most neutral. fights over race, religion, sexuality, and socioeconomics are uglier, more common, and more painful to both the individual enduring the blow of discrimination and society's general health. but that reality also points to how ubiquitous gender discrimination has become: we hardly notice it and, when we do, it's not a priority to resolve.
yet the mentality of a society towards gender is informative. gender is probably the first stratification of humanity. on a census or application the first question is: male or female? all other attributes that define us - that create our essence - race, ethnicity, language, sexuality, socioeconomics fall in line after gender. if, as a society, we can't even reconcile disparities within the first stratification, how can we expect to surmount others? ignoring gender because it doesn't seem to be a priority when compared to other discriminated attributes seems to be foolhardy. bypassing this first roadblock to equality would seem to divert or neutralize the force and impact of any other anti-discriminatory, egalitarian practices.
it may be said that i'm most concerned with gender inequality because it's the one I feel most acutely. after all, i'm a white girl who grew up middle class in the USA...and that background and being carries with it an extraordinary amount of privilege, most of which i'm not aware. but, while this personal information might cause questions about my empathy for or understanding of other forms of categorical discrimination, it doesn't seem to dilute the logic of my statements. it seems to highlight the complexity of discrimination and the relationships between gender, race, ethnicity, sexuality, and socioeconomics instead.
for a greater good (a new home), i am selling my car. yep....now is your opportunity to buy an almost-new, sporty red 2003 Honda Civic EX coupe! take me up and this baby will be yours.
features: moon roof, automatic windows and door locks, a single disc cd player, a bra, and standard 5 speed.
mileage: she has less than 30,000 mile on her, mostly accumulated on the highway due to a cross-country trek and two years of commuting to work.
easy on the wallet: at only $12,400 she's a steal. she gets an average of 38 mpg highway and 34 mpg city.
come on...you know you want her.
jerky: i've the habit of writing amazing lj entries in my head while i drive home from work.
beef: i rarely write them down in lj.
jerky: i'm finally back to being productive at work.
beef: this week is insane. mags is leaving me soon, and i'm having to search for my replacement(s).
jerky: i've got an amazing vegetarian cookbook.
beef: i've eaten way too much chocolate, cookies, and ice cream these past two weeks. damn me and my sweet tooth.
jerky: the house can still be ours. (we just completed our inspection)
beef: there's a mountain of paperwork to climb through. i feel like one day they'll ask for my vaccination history and 2nd grade report cards...that's about the level of minutia involved.
jerky: i'm healthy.
beef: i lack serious motivation to do anything, including finishing the dresser i'm stripping, washing and vaccumming the car so it looks pretty when i try to sell it, and taking better care of myself. (can we say "lazy," folks?)
jerky: the first meeting for the poli theory's summer book club is this sunday. woohoo!
beef: i haven't started the book yet.
total: life is good.
i've just decided that i want cork and bamboo floors in our house, and i've found a website with decent prices. i've also determined room colors; patio layouts, pergolas, outdoor lighting, and fencing lined with perennials to keep the pooch from digging his way to freedom. in my mind i visit architectural salvage yards and scrapping stores to find unique construction materials for shelving, couching, living. i've an unlimited budget and a larger limitless imagination.
in short, i'm constructing a perfect starter house.
all of this without finding the property.
when finally we find our house and an offer we make is accepted, i'll be ready. i've packed and moved in (and redecorated too) in my mind already.
i have good streaks between 3 and 9 pm, but in the hours between i'm racked with sometimes intermittent, sometimes persistent coughing that doubles me over and leaves my throat sore. odd, that window. i wish it would expand and take on the whole day so that my energy returned, my lucidity returned, and my general health returned.
1. i caught a cold after i was caught in the rain in d.c. on saturday night. now, my throat is scratchy, the nose runneth, and i'm achy from coughing so much.
2. i had to say goodbye to my Mum and Papa after two good weeks of being with each other. that thoroughly sucked.
3. i'm nervous we won't find a house in our price range.
4. my concentration at work today: zero. damn. i want to quit work and read, play, sleep, eat, and exercise instead.
so we were pushed to make a decision on a house that we absolutely adored (i was planning paint and furniture for it, imagining our life there quite comfortably). unfortunately, news about upgrades and construction requirements that the house would need during our span there put the house quite out of question. *sigh* i'm resigned to it...even comfortable with it since i trust my Abba...yet i can't get that house out of my mind. it was perfect. (well, nearly...you know, if we forget about all of the changes that needed to happen)
browsing through an antique store afterwards made the loss even more acute. had i the ability to make a "wish list" come true, i'd have my house and some beautiful furniture for it...all within the 1950s and 1960s - absolute complements for one another. i'm steadily resigning myself to our relative state of adequacy - we're not impoverished, but we certainly don't have the budget for splurges. this is life, eh?
in the most superb news, my parents are in town. HURRAH!!
so it's been a while since i've been in here. boy, how quickly time passes.
before i sat down, i had all of this mapped in my head. but now i wonder about the near futility of my statements. to catch up in detail is to type a lengthy entry; to do it as i prefer - sparsely - is to limit the full amount of all that has happened this month. neither accomplishes what i wish.
i guess the big news is that currently i'm 99.9% certain i'll be at duke next year and that my Love and i are shopping for houses. i'm excited (and a bit daunted) about this next step, but the hunt is fun and even more thrilling is the thought that we'll have our own domain for five to six years. no moving, all the paint and colors i wish, and a great investment in the end. pulling it off, however, requires something short of a miracle...or at least meticulous attention to the details of the lending arrangement we work out.
one house has caught our attention. 3 bedrooms - 1.5 baths - 4 blocks from duke - in a great neighborhood. it's a quirky 1950s house with beautiful hardwood floors and enough character to match ours. alas, it requires some tlc, including possible foundation work, roofing work, replacing the windows, moving the exterior front door, creating a standing wall between the full and half baths, and reworking the middle closet section so that our washer and dryer isn't smackdab in the middle of the kitchen.
i'm trying hard not to fixate on it (i have a tendency to do such things). so, we'll see how it goes.
oh, regarding the duke news....i make my decision on wednesday. i've just one more flight to make.