The New Digs

So the other exciting event that I would make for an interesting entry is the search for a new place to live.  It was quite an adventure with an exciting conclusion that I haven’t really shared with everyone, so here the story….

My current lease is to expire on March 31st and based on previous experience with finding a place to live I decided to start looking early.  To say I went back and forth with where I wanted to live would be an understatement.  I think I changed my mind about once a minute, if not more.

Living close to work, church, friends, and the ministry were HUGE points for keeping me close to Fairfield.  Friends, my adorable niece and nephew, church, where I grew up, were strong points for moving to Norwood.  Staying in Fairfield or going to Norwood were the top 2 options.  There were other areas that I looked at but they fell off the list for one reason or another.

When I started the processing my “dream” was to find a small, single family house to rent.  I dreamed of it having a porch, driveway, garage, central air/heat, basement with laundry, and a yard for Kaya.

The search was not fun honestly.  I don’t even know how many hours Stephanie and I spent surfing the web and classified ads.  Not to mention the hours spent driving around and checking out places.  At one point we made an excel spreadsheet with the facts of all the places we visited so that we could compare them all.

When I found ads for the place that sounded like the dream it would end up being a scam or whoever was renting it would never contact me back.  Heck I left 8 different voice mails for one place and I NEVER got one call back.  Frustration was setting in.  Then everything turned a corner…

One night I was surfing Craigslist (even after I had said I was going to stop looking on it because it was all scams) I stumbled across a listing for a place in Norwood.  Double irony is I had said the night before that moving to Norwood was out because I wasn’t finding anything.

The listing sounded perfect and the pictures were just adorable….it was so perfect and adorable that when I sent off an email I fully expected it to be a scam.  So when I got a response the next morning I was floored.  The response wasn’t the typical scam response and the email came from someone’s email, not a fake address.

When I replied I was still very skeptical, in fact I confess to asking a friend in Norwood to drive by to make sure the picture matched the house.  I then had a convo with another friend that suddenly started the domino effect.  My friend knows several folks who live on the street and I shared with her who the email was from.  And much to my surprise, she knew who the person was.  The person is the husband to a girl that was in color guard when I was in marching band – someone I knew and went to high school with!  I knew the person who had the house – HOLY CRAP!  (Honestly it’s Norwood it shouldn’t have been such a shock but it was.)

So when I realized I knew one part of the couple I calmed down and realized this is not a scam it could be “the house”.  As I learned more about the property I learned that it was a small, single family house for rent and it had a porch, driveway, garage, central air/heat, basement with laundry, and a yard for Kaya – not to mention a huge open space across the street for fun.

The day that I was set to take a tour of the property I was poking around on facebook (wasting time) and I thought to myself, “man her husband looks super familiar.”  Then something clicked – HOLY CRAP!! I know him!  His band played a couple different times at the Underground back in the day.  I enjoyed the band a lot.  They were one of the few local bands whose music I played at home.  Heck I even went to check them out one time during another event because I liked them so much.  Honestly it cracked me up.  I joked that I needed to sing it’s a small world or something.

So we toured the property and went through the application process and I will be moving back to Norwood into this adorable little single family house on June 1st.

I have a few pictures that I can show you.  Keep in mind these are not my pictures or stuff in them, but they give you a glimpse…

This is the front of the house.  Notice the porch!! I plan on putting my lighthouse on in the flower bed.  Notice the driveway on the right!

When you step in the front door you walk into the living room. The fireplace is decorative and the door leads to the dining room.

This is the dining room.  This is the view from the steps that go upstairs.  The door leads to the kitchen (no pictures currently).   There is a door on this wall that goes to the living room.

This is the master bedroom that is upstairs.  This is from the door.  It is a little bigger than the photo shows.

Upstairs is also the bathroom and second bedroom (no pictures currently).

So who wants to help with the move?! :)



Tonsils Gone – The Update

I haven’t written in forever. I can only really think of two events worth writing about.  Life has been very normal for the most part.  (I am thankful for that.)

First event would be the removal of my tonsils.  I’ll devote this entry to that event.

Dec 18th was when I had my tonsils removed.  It was a strategic date because it would be the slowest at work and allow for me to have the longest and easiest recovery period.  Yes it would involve Christmas, but I don’t really do family holidays so it was no biggie.

The morning of my surgery they take me back and I am placed across from a guy who was having knee work done.  He was alone and very nervous.  Honestly it broke my heart, I wanted to go over and tell him he would be ok and it isn’t as bad as his mind is making it to be.  It still bothers me that he was there alone.

They gave me some medicine which in turn I reacted to (that should have been a warning sign).  Whatever it was that they gave me made me super nervous and anxious.  I got so frustrated with waiting that I was ready to leave.  Eventually I think Steph got the nurses attention and they gave me some medicine to chill me out and it worked.

I remember going into the OR and asking the doc to take good care of me and the rest is a blur.  I remembering waking up in recovery and the annoying beeps that mean you need to breath or something.  I’m not sure when Steph came back.  I remember drinking some apple juice which felt like drinking acid.  The recovery aspect is kinda hazy.

Since I had 3 friends within the last year get their tonsils removed I was pretty well prepared for the recovery sucking.  Here’s the thing…their complications or problems didn’t even phase me.  I didn’t feel like my throat was so swollen I couldn’t breath.  (I think that is because my tonsils were large to start off with – 11 grams and they were a little bigger than a golf ball.)  I had some problems eating but not a whole lot.

My complication was once the pain medicine ran out and I switched over to percocet (per my family doctor) and even though I have taken percocet many times – this time the lovely side effect of nausea, with and without vomiting hit me like a mac truck.  Let me just say this, vomiting when your tonsils have just been removed SUCKS BIG TIME and vomiting every 3 to 4 hours really really sucks.

I am very grateful for Stephanie because she was there to help however I needed but she also dealt with the doctor because I was just exhausted and my throat hurt so bad.  The doctor gave her lots of problems (I won’t even go into them) but she helped get everything under control and I got back on pain medicine that didn’t make me violently ill.

After that was over with the recovery was pretty good.  The parts I hated the most were the sore throat and ear aches.  I hate those no matter how I feel.

So now a couple months post op I am glad I had the surgery.  I feel like I sleep better.  When I got sick I seemed to get better faster.  I don’t feel like I’m choking all the time.  It was worth it.



Wow I Stink

Wow I stink at blogging.

Maybe I’ll write today.



Words – Adored

Adored – My Family

I love and adore my family.  They have taught me what it is to be adored and to adore others.

My Mom and Aunts have taught me so much, I hope I can be to Livi and Jackson as they have been to me.

Main Entry: adore
Function: transitive verb
1 : to worship or honor as a deity or as divine
2 : to regard with loving admiration and devotion <adored his wife>
3 : to be very fond of <adores pecan pie>

What’s your “A” Word?



I Am For You

I have 2 favorite pictures now.  My dynamic duo at Christmas.

Livi and Jackson may you always know that Aunt Cindy is for you.  I will always cheer for you and I believe you can conquer the world.



Breaking Up is Hard To Do….

So for several years now my doc has been telling me I really really need to have my tonsils taken out. Every time I am sick my tonsils swell up to where they almost touch and then each time they don’t shrink too much.

So after this last bought of sickness, where I finally saw how bad they were, I finally decided it was time they went bye bye. Everything I have read and been told says the older you get the worse the surgery/recovery is….and well I am not getting any younger.

So Friday December 18th at 7:30am my tonsils and I will be breaking up. :)

The surgery will take place at Mercy Fairfield in their outpatient center. If everything goes well I should be home by that afternoon.

I will be off work for at least 1 week, possibly 2 depending on my recovery.

I would appreciate your prayers/good thoughts for the surgery and recovery. You are welcome to visit while I am off.

So yeah…Dec 18th…d-day for my tonsils.



30 Days of Gratitude – Day 10

I am grateful to be a part of a church that loves everyone, no matter what.