So, just to post some kind of update here, I haven’t heard anything from the dojo yet, and haven’t been proactive enough to call them myself. It seems to be the intended way of things, as I ran out of money far too quickly this month anyhow. I figure I’ll contact another dojo in town at the beginning of April when I get paid. After thinking about the dojo on State St. (the one with the free trial or whatever that I signed up for), I have pretty much decided against joining there, as the traffic there isn’t all that great. Also, I found our about the other dojo that just happens to be closer to my house, and, as a plus, they have their prices and everything online, so that may just be the thing for me.
I’ve been really horrible about going to the gym for a while with really no excuse. The B and I had a wonderful first bike ride of the year last Sunday, where my cruiser made its debut. It’s the most comfortable bike I’ve ridden in a really long time.
Spring has pretty much sprung around here, but I’m still unimpressed with the lack of leaves and flowers. Patience with the weather has never been a strength of mine, and I have made a promise to myself to live somewhere that has spring for at least half of the year within 2 years.
I am currently waiting with bated breath for a magical deposit (!) from the government (!!) to appear in my bank account. With this magical money, I shall pay off my car and purchase plane tickets to Michigan for a trip planned for this summer. The B and I will be making a pilgrimage to the land of my grandparents and great-grandparents, along with my mother, to visit the extended family, most of which I haven’t seen in over 7 years. One of the many many reasons to be able to wear a bathing suit without feeling horrible is the lake my grandmother lives on. Sparkling, it comes with a bit of a beach, a dock complete with a speed boat, and a floater to sunbathe on. This will be the longest actual vacation I’ve taken in years, a total of 8 days.
I haven’t been to my grandmother’s house since I was 12, which happens to be the last time I saw all of the extended fam. The last time I saw my grandmother herself was 1997, circa green-haired Devlyn. She called my choice of hair color “festive.” I miss the fam terribly, and cannot wait to spend time with all of them. Also planned is a customary side-trip to Mackinac Island, to which I’ve been too many times for me to remember, but each time is better than the last.
"Festive" is cool. My grandma usually said something about unladylike and then proceeded to ask my mom where she went wrong.
Posted by: Auntie Sarah at March 18, 2004 9:16 AM