Wow. Tuesday already. The people I’m house-sitting for should be home on Friday and I’ll be able to go home to my own bed. How nice. I haven’t even eaten any of their food… yet. Anyway. Last night I back to Milford to have dinner with my folks and to swap cars for today. See, my Mom’s birthday was a few days ago and my Dad’s is the 1st, which means that every car we have (in their names) needs to be inspected within the next couple days. So, I dropped off my gray battle wagon and borrowed my Uncle’s nice shiny Tacoma pickup-truck. Its pretty nice, but the ride is certainly different than a car.
I was asked to drive into Milford and help repaint a ceiling today, but I guess since I just woke up, that it won’t be happening. My Dad is trying to fix up the house so we can sell it after the new year. Something I’m not pleased about but that I can certainly understand. Milford itself has become a shit hole. The people have gotten more “trailer-trashy” and the city just isn’t nice to live in anymore. It’s gone from “the town of Milford” to “the city of Milford, a suburb of Nashua” which is pretty disappointing. On the opposite side it’s kind of sad to see the house I’ve lived in for 20 years be sold. Kind of a security blanket sort of thing. The last thing connecting me to “home”. It’ll be gone. What reason will I have to come back? I was the first to relize it but the last to deal with it. The life you had in jr-high, in high-school, it’s gone, it’ll never come back. Friends move on, move out, get older, get married, have new lives. I always knew it would happen. Way back in high-school I could feel it coming. More people talking about what they were going to do with their lives than talking about what they were going to do on Friday night. Now I’m older, now I’m actually trying to figure out what I’m doing, where I’m going, what friends will be there when I figure it out. I don’t know. I guess I’m figuring it out as I go. But the day that the “for sale” sign goes up on Farley St, will be the day that NH is dead to me. Nothing left to call “home” except where my feet are. Ok, enought depressing myself for the morning, the day has only just begun.
I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing today. My Dad wanted help with the house, I wanted to sleep, I was trying to get ahold of Chip, I dunno. I guess I’ll give Chip a call at Simpro, that’ll probably be the easiest way. After that, it’s up in the air. Probably some more Civ III, followed by sleep, followed by eating, followed by sleep again. I should look up airline ticket price for my trip to TX. I checked travelocity.com before and Delta had round trip tickets for $270. I think AirTran had one way tickets for $130 ea. We’ll see what I can find. Later.