Trying something new

Ever since we've lived in this house, we've had the same cable company.  It rhymes with Fox.  Initially, we had the TV only, eventually adding the internet  and the land-line phone.  The price has gone up and up for less and less content on the TV since we have two with only the basic channels.  I've been thinking about switching forever and so we finally did.

We went with the old phone company (the one with the the letters,  ha.)  We are getting much more than we were with cable at least for a year at a better price.  Although hippies receiver isn't working right now so he's not getting HD TV.  We're waiting for the repairman to contact us.

Hopefully, once this bug is worked out we'll have no other issues.  Now I have channels in the bedroom that I haven't been able to watch for years.  Since hippie is the master of the big TV in the living room, I really haven't been watching much in recent years.  I guess I'll have to reacquaint myself.

Clean up

My friend who cleaned my house quit for a variety of reasons last month.  She felt bad.  I think she wants to come back though and clean once a month.  We have to talk yet and I have to make sure she wants to do it because she wants to and not because she thinks I'm mad.   It was really no big deal to me that she quit although I do miss her coming twice a month especially now that I have to do it myself, ha!

Hippie has not been much into yard work this summer.  No vegetable garden, no flowers planted, barely wants to cut the grass.  I know how he feels (like I did with the house cleaning originally).  He talked to our nephew one day and hippie was going to pay him to cut the grass.  The first day he was supposed to come he called and said he worked late.  He was going to come the next day and then we never heard from him again.  After three or four days, hippie called and left him a message to see if he wanted to still do it.  He heard Nada, nothing, zip.  Hippie didn't understand.  Nephew just turned 18, not much to understand as far as I'm concerned he didn't want to do it. 

This past week, he hired someone that does a couple of people's lawn on our street.  Pretty cut and dry.  Sometimes I think that's the best way to go, less drama. 

Expired

I was checking through my cupboards writing up a grocery list.  I haven't cooked that much this summer and when I started checking dates on different things many were expired.  Wow!!  What a waste of money.  I threw quite a bit out.  I'll either have to start cooking more or buying less lol.  Hopefully, with this cooler weather I will be cooking more.

A tale of two cities

All my life, I've only lived in two cities.  Cleveland and where I live now.

I'm not sure when I was brought home from the hospital where we lived but I know it would have been somewhere in Cleveland.  I tried to get it out of mom but she was somewhat confused on that.

Eventually though when I was still small, we moved in with my father's mother I do know that in Cleveland.  It was a bungalow.  I started school there and we lived there until I was in about the 4th grade.With my poor memory, I hardly remember anything from that time.  One of the things I remember though and this was crazy, the house across a street burned down and no one in my whole family realized until the morning because we all slept through it LOL.

We then moved in with my mother's father.  I think I might have mentioned this before.  It was mostly a one story two family house that shared a bathroom.  However, there was one bedroom upstairs (which was mine)  and a big attic above the rest of the house. Grandpa lived in the front and we lived in the back.  When I was younger we didn't have a dryer and we either had to hang the clothes outside or in the attic.  I still remember getting the clothes down from the attic in winter time and they being stiff as a board.  One crazy thing I remember from this house was the neighbor two doors down.  He held his family hostage for some reason.  He may have been crazy who knows.  I can remember lying on the downstairs bed peeking outside the window watching the police.  I lived with my family  here until I got my first full time job.

When I started working one of the girls I worked with and me decided to get an apartment.  I think I was about 19 or 20 at the time.  I loved it.  After the first year though she decided to move out and I ended up moving as well.  Years and years later, I found out that our tax man owned this building although it wasn't at the time I lived there. He would have been too young.

I went back home but by that time my grandfather had died so I moved into the front part of the house.  It still gave me some freedom so I didn't actually feel like I was living back home even though I was.

I was living there when I met my husband to be.  After a couple of years, I got an apartment by myself this time.  I really wanted the freedom then.

When we decided to get married, I had to move home for a couple of months.  However, by this time my family had moved to my uncle's house which they had been renting out while they were buying it.

After marriage I moved to my husband's which is in the city we live in now.  It was like a condo/townhouse.  I don't know what you call it but they were connected together.  He had a corner one.  So one side was all grass and luckily on the other side was the garage, connected to another garage and then a home.  It was pretty private.  Good thing because at that time, he/we played music very loud LOL.  Coincidentally, I have a friend who lives down the street from there.

About a year later we bought our first home back in Cleveland.  It was a bungalow.  Again we were lucky.  Both of our neighbors on either side had an extra lot that was next to our home.  One had a bunch of fruit trees on theirs and the other one had a super huge raspberry patch.  We always felt ,while we lived in the city but we still weren't right on top of our neighbors.  Also, it was on a very small street.  We lived there until my son was going to start school.  Interesting fact here, this home was only a block and a half from my first apartment.

When we were looking for another home, I always wanted to go back to the city where my husband had lived when we were first married.  We found a home although its pretty much on top of the neighbors but I'm pretty sure its our forever home.  When we bought it we were already thinking that because we wanted a ranch style home for old age LOL.

 How many different places have you lived in your lifetime?