Sunday, July 16, 2006

More Responses

Where would I be without the helpful advice of friends and family?

My vote is to go back until your house sells or rents and you can make better plans. - Mary

If you came back to Tampa, we could stay up all night braiding each other’s hair and talking about boys. BUUUUUUUUUT, if you stay in Colorado, you could stay up all night with your husband trying to make more boys…..either way it’s a win situation. - Addison

I say come back! If you're going to alienate people, you may as well do it locally. - Joel

I would take the temp job till you sell your house. To me it is a perfect scenario for you. - Chris

Leave the kids in Colorado so they can find jobs (they will be fine with the millionaire art collecter), you take it easy the next 5 months figuring out a way to drive around kansas. - Tommy

I would decide to be a stay at home (as soon as you get a home) mom and focus on my writing career. - TJ

You know we can always use your help around here. - Matt

You can't go from Florida in December to Colorado in December/January. The temperature shock alone would end up leading you to insanity -- or the Republican Party, take your pick. - John

3 Comments:

At 7/16/2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

* Rent the Florida house until the market recovers. Be with your family. They are priority #1.

* Downsize household expectations in CS. You can upscale later when things settle down. Live within your means.

* Be a stay-at-home mom and write your buns off. You write too well to do it part-time.

* There are alternate routes to avoid Kansas (10 west to 25 north comes to mind).

* Quit your whining. You'd think you had a real disaster strike instead of a mild inconvenience.

Oh yeah. Best of luck.

 
At 7/17/2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love it. That last one I shall repeat to myself over and again whenever I start to wallow.

You rock.

 
At 7/17/2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, I rock, but I'm still an unpublished, unemployed novelist eating rutabagas and turnips from the garden and screaming, "As God is my witness, I shall never eat another turnip ever again. Well, that's as soon as I get an advance."

Dig, Rick, dig. There has to be a potato around here somewhere.

 

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