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Urban Escapees: People Who Opt for More Hospitable, Less Stressful Environments
…so says the chapter in a book I want to read called “Career Management & Work-Life Integration”.
Couldn’t agree more. I love this new, more r [Read More] 

Well, I'm feeling better now that I'm all moved into the living room. Seems weird that that would make me feel better, but it does. I called Dad today and vented for a bit, and he said that he would take the afternoon off of work and drive up to he [Read More] 

So I'm super stressed out right now. I got most of my stuff out of the room today before work but I still need to remove some of the larger furniture. The guy who is moving in is really laid back so he didn't mind too much. Still, it was such a st [Read More] 

From the moment we moved into this house (almost 2.5 years ago) Teague and I agreed the exterior paint scheme had to change. It’s not awful, mind you - the paint is not peeling or blistering. And it’s not neon orange - the main color is a [Read More] 

If we ever leave this house, we’re going somewhere south. Somewhere sunny and warm, where winter means a light jacket after sunset. Not snowsuits, triple layers, and full days of shoveling.
All winter we’ve been dodging bullets, revellin [Read More] 

When our Sunrise Speciality shower enclosure came in the mail a few weeks ago, it felt like Christmas. It was a welcome sight, those boxes filled with shiny chrome goodness piled high on our porch. We ripped into them like maniacs, taking each piece [Read More] 

The other day, I finally figured out why this project was stressing me out so much. It wasn’t the mess, or the expense, or the lack of free time. It was having to share a teeny tiny bathroom with Teague every morning.
This is the bathroom we [Read More] 

Yesterday, I had one of my infamous house-related freakouts. The holidays make me miss my RV’ing parents something wicked, and that unhappiness is multiplied by the stress of shopping, decorating, cooking, and cleaning for three weeks straight. [Read More] 

So here I am, all excited about the fact that we have a basement at all, but not really paying attention to the fact that what I'm looking at bears little resemblance to the plans drawn up by our wonderful architect, Carl Hribar (more on him later). [Read More] 

It's no secret that things have been rough here the last few weeks. Between all of our failing and faltering utilities, the rude electrician and the offensive symbols I've pretty much been tapped out. Add on to that some lingering issues [Read More] 

In the figurative sense. Our living room radiator has switched over from problem child to devil's spawn. Last night we came very close to having the heat turned on, but we're having a pretty significant problem with the piping to the living room rad [Read More] 

Mom and Dad-in-law left early Saturday morning for the 12 hour drive back home. They had been here for close to two months in less than ideal conditions. Their next planned long term visit will not be until the end of June. By then, it is possible [Read More] 

I had to take a little time off from both the house and the blog. For reasons both personal and professional, I've been extremely stressed lately. I haven't made much progress on anything, and I figured that it would be better to take a break than to [Read More] 

So, the last Poll Question was either difficult to answer or it was a poorly written question. Most likely it was a little of both. With 54 votes it was the lowest turn-out by far of any of the questions. Of those who responded, the majority of us ar [Read More] 

That is a question many of us may ask ourselves at times. Why am I doing this? I could have bought that new condo and not have to deal with all this house renovation stuff. But that’s not what this is about. Really what I want to know is – What a [Read More] 

Last night, I couldn't sleep from a bad case of "fretful-itis". This is where all of the competing demands of our lives collide...in the dark at midnight. Poor Aaron. Because I usually want to talk about what is bothering [Read More] 
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