Left-brain leaning.

At one point in my life I was told I was a right-brained person. Actually, it was more of a statement of, "You don't have a left brain."
Where is that right brain now!? Have I severely overcompensated? So much so that my artistic side has atrophied?

Must be.

I'm trying to pull it together enough to decorate my new house. I swear all these colors look alike. Yet, I know the subtleties between eggshell and seashell. I was raised with the 64 box of crayons and could list all of them before I could spell my name. Where has this talent gotten me? I'm a freaking synesthete! But I swear if I look at one more paint chip I'm going to explode.

I keep being overrun with questions of, why does this matter? Who cares what it looks like? This seems like a lot of work. Do you really NEED to paint this? (and not just from my husband either)
I just was to yell back at myself, "YES!, I do NEED to paint this! I understand enough about subconscious influences that I need to change the color of that kitchen wall."

Sigh, enough of the ranting though.
Wouldn't this look cool in my bedroom?







Or this I almost can't decide....

Anyway. I have a floor full of picture books but I can't make up my mind on any of them. I know what I don't like and most of them are that. It's really frustrating. I'm a fan of minimalism, but in the region I live in (country, very country) it's few and far between.

I like feeling like I live in a spaceship or the future. I don't like dusting little glass figurines! If I see another table or book case design littered with this crap and it called "homey flair" something's gonna flair right out the window!

Sigh, I know I promised to be done with the ranting earlier...

In less than two weeks I move.
Wow, just wow.

I'm going to need to get much better at blogging since I'll be so far away from everyone.
I just don't got the skills to think of interesting things to say.

We're trying to get a uhaul to carry all our stuff down in, didn't realize Memorial Day weekend was such a busy moving time. Oops.

Ran 2.07 in my vibrams this morning. Building my times, these things are great but they totally shift the muscle groups I'm used to using.

I spent three days looking for espresso coffee cups. Those things are quite hard to find. Everyone drinks from HUGE coffee mugs. Makes me feel special that I have a mini cup, quite nicely sized to fit.

Sorry if this post is a little broken up, I just finished running so even my typed sentences are in pants.

Ugh, I need a shower...

Here's the deal

So was that 7-10 days from the interview or 7-10 days from the call that said 7-10 days.

I had the interview, went great, got a call with a date of decision. Now I'm waiting to see if I'm a better choice than their internal candidates. I've already bought a condo and have a closing date of the 25th so I can move in on the 28th. I did this because they said they would want to fill the position ASAP. So I'm getting myself ready... did I box myself in?
A nursing student that shadowed me yesterday was describing the subconscious anxiety she was manifesting about finals week. I knew exactly how she felt. Its not something I'm thinking about but occasionally for no reason my heart will speed up and I'll be just a little breathless.
I'm surrounded by boxes right now, Ewiggen and I went ahead and began packing everything we don't need. Turns out I can live without quite a few things. I'll probably end up getting rid of a lot of this stuff once we move simply because I haven't needed it in so long.

May is national runner's month. YAY! I'm getting a little bit better day by day. I didn't consider myself last year at all, now I would say I'm a beginner. Approx 11 minute miles when I do my 5k runs. I'm trying to up my average distances to 5k 3x a week. Or so, right now it's about one 5k a week and 3-4 1.5mi runs. Ewiggen is running with me and needs more time to warm up to it.

Ewiggen did put in his two weeks notice a while ago and today is officially his first day unemployed. I hope he enjoys it! He needs a good break until medical school starts. He said he was going to hit the gym everyday a kick my... well you know.

While we were in Ark our one friend down there (Miss Susan) gave us a Tassimo coffee maker.Wow, I love it. It's one of the greatest things ever. I might get one for my Mom for Mother's Day. Her coffee pot is dying and makes truly awful coffee. Blech.

Yay! Time to run!