Spring Demolition

Hello Bloggers,

The demolition of my kitchen begins on Saturday. The first hammerhead goes to the drywall around 8:30 or so in the morning. I am beginning the move downstairs already and lord is it depressing. The end of an era... A really long era. Posters that have been on my wall since I was 12 are being taken down, my closet is being gutted out (along with my pictures of Mariya Yamada from 3.9.98. Wow, she must be like 25 or 26 now), and we are finally moving my brother out officially with the removal of his bed. I will have a lot more space (which will of course be taken up by the fact that we are moving my wall in 2 feet to make a bigger kitchen), and plenty of room in which not to stub my toe on any bed other than mine.

Other improvements:
Central Air - No more lugging heavy air conditioners up and down stairs and trying to get the 2 and a half foot frame into a two foot window.
Bigger, more modern kitchen - Speaks for itself.
New appliances - Stainless steel... Ooooohhhh...
Hardwood floors in the kitchen and living room - Slippy time.
Redecorating my room - ...Finally

In other news... Had a double header in Cicero a week back. We were beating the shit out of them so bad that I got myself another at-bat with the bases loaded. I am... THAT'S RIGHT... 2 - 2 with two RBIs in such at-bats. "Coach, just put me in when the bases are full. I'll get it done." Despite my obvious enthusiasm and jockularity, I have decided to hang 'em up. Yes, after an entire life of playing baseball, I plan to retire from organized baseball this summer. Possibly sooner if I do not land on any men's league team. It will be a change I welcome now, but later I will undoubtedly miss the feel of the dirt, the smell of the grass, the aches of "dead-arm", and most of all, being able to wear catcher's gear and telling Erin all about it.

Speaking of which...

It has been almost a month since Erin and I had the discussion about our situation and I am feeling rather detatched from everything. I feel almost like, now that Erin is not the constant she once was, I have nothing to tether me to anything I want. Sounds confusing?... Yeah, I feel ya.

So, all in all? Redecorating my room, my future plans, and my psyche... All in the next few weeks.