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Working Vacations

Mar25
2008
Rob Written by Rob

So early tomorrow morning, we hit the road for San Diego; we’re heading down to meet Kristi’s cousin Andy, who will be conducting our ceremony in July. It’s going to take most of the day for us to drive down there, a long road trip down most of California. We’ve both been busy today trying to square everything away for the trip.

Kristi’s been on break since Friday. For her, it’s Spring Break – a solid week off, nothing hugely gigantically pressing, a big block of time to relax and recreate before having to go back to work.

The last two days have been interesting around here, because even though she’s home and I’m home and at first glance it seems like we’re home together, the truth is I’m still working. That’s one of the tougher parts of working for yourself in a home office: you’re never entirely at work, and you’re never entirely at home. And you’re never, ever entirely on vacation. And that’s hard on the people around you, because you’re always lugging work along, no matter where you go. The flip side is hard as well – having to remind people that, just because you happen to not be sitting at an office desk, you’re not on a forever vacation.

This lifestyle has posed problems in the past for me in relationships. It’s a hard routine to ask a woman to adapt to, because there’s no clear line for me between my life and my work. One blurs right into the other. Add to that all the other cute little aspects of freelance life – PITA clients, collection issues, fluctuating income, obsessive and often insecure work-related moods, and seasonal workflows – and you end up with a steep curve to get around. It takes a patient, loving, and about all understanding woman to be willing to adapt to that kind of life. You can never simply hop in the car and go home at five; you’re both working and not working all day, every day, every waking minute.

I have to hand it to her. It took me several years to adapt to the life, myself.. and it wasn’t the smoothest of life transitions, I can tell you. Kristi’s mastered much of it in only a few months. We’re both still human beings, which means running into a snag here and there when personal lifestyles collide and one of us needs to be reminded by the other that the name of the game is compromise. But man oh man, it could be so much worse. I’m very grateful that Kristi’s that special kind of woman who can cope with being married to a freelance writer. There aren’t many like her around.

So today I’ve been closed off in the office all day, talking to clients and working to get the last remaining deliverables off my desk. Today it was a call with a Florida coffee company, and finishing up website copy for a company that does financial market forecasting for investors – done and done, it’s all finally off my desk and everything parked until Monday. So now I’m on vacation.

Vacation.

Well, as soon as I check my email again.

And tweak that copy again.

And roll today’s coffee company call to an MP3 file for server storage.

And sort the week’s files on my desk.

And update my client records to reflect this week’s hourly billing.

And do some coding updates on my client management system.

And check email again.

And maybe tweak some copy again.

And.. check email. Again.

(*Kristi stomps in and yanks a fistful of power cables out of the wall*)

Posted in Everyday Life, Romance, Work

Our Food Rut (and other news)

Mar20
2008
Rob Written by Rob

Around here, we have three dinner recipes that we’ve mastered to high art: chili, a really great chicken casserole, and Pasta And Stuff. The latter is basically whatever pasta we have handy cooked up with whatever’s still in the fridge – usually shrimp, garlic, fresh tomato and lemon juice.

When I moved here, we had a common problem – we both ate like single people. Fast food. Ad hoc burritos made from mashed kidney beans and tortillas. Pasta. Basically, whatever was handiest, cooked the quickest, was easiest to clean up and didn’t cost a whole lot. We both agreed even before I arrived that this practice would not continue: we would fix dinner together and eat at the table like a civilized couple (rather than out of a large Rubbermaid container in front of the TV, as was my former custom). We went through this whole period of digging up recipes and trying things and experimenting, which is how we worked out the casserole recipe. I brought the chili and pasta dishes with me.

So now we’re in a rut. Every day, the question. What do you want for dinner?

I dunno. What do you want for dinner?

Could do a chicken casserole.

I’m tired of chicken casserole, and besides it takes two hours to fix and by then it’ll be seven.

Chili?

In March? I’m tired of chili, too.

Yeah, so am I. Let’s just order pizza.

Okay. Oh, wait: got a better idea. Let’s go to El Rosal. Mexican never gets old.

And this is how it happens that in a house full of food, we find ourselves eating out or ordering in far too often. It costs so much more than just fixing dinner. The problem is that calling Mountain Mikes for a large combo is a five minute decision followed by a thirty second phone call, and then there’s dinner – while the casserole, as good and filling as it is, is indeed a two hour operation.

We need new recipes, new things to try. My parents recently bought us a cookbook (from our Williams Sonoma registry), and lately we’ve been flipping through it. Lots of good stuff. So the quest for the fourth fix-it dinner option continues.

YARD UPDATE: We painted the side backyard wall today, a seven hour job for me and Kristi’s parents. We had to scrape off crumbling old paint (God, was that a mess), prime the whole thing, and then put two coats on. I got eave duty, scraping, priming and painting all the little crannies at the roof line, from atop a ladder; my right arm feels like Jello right now and my left isn’t a whole lot better. Don replaced some rotting boards and installed new board facings along the roof. It took pretty much all day but it’s all finally done and it looks great.. especially considering it’s probably been thirty years or so since those walls have had a makeover, judging by the deterioration of the eave paint and wood. I figure the next job, to be done in a couple week or so, will be Sprinkler Trouble Child #2. Again, big thanks to Don and Kathy today. It’s great to be able to throw a gang at jobs like this.

WEDDING UPDATE: After a bit of a drama, our wrought iron arbor arrived the other day. It’s beautiful; I’m sure we’ll get some photos up soon. We’ll be married under it, and then it’ll find a new home in the backyard as a permanent fixture in our garden.

PHOTO UPDATE: We’ve got photos of the yard taken. They’re still on the camera. Haven’t had time yet to sit down and sort through them together to decide which ones to post. But they’re coming.

Posted in Everyday Life, Family and Friends

Sprinklers!

Mar16
2008
Rob Written by Rob

So here’s the story. Once upon a time – about 1940 or so – a little house was built on Santa Ana Avenue and somewhere around 2006, after changing hands a few times, was sold to a young woman named Kristi. The previous owners, in a mad rush to boost its value last-minute, ran around throwing together a lot of poorly conceived, adhoc improvements to the property. One such boondoggle was our sprinkler system.

The guys who put it in really didn’t know what they were doing. The lines are about three times as deep as they should be. All the heads are on pivots rather than fixed and stationary. The heads themselves are all wrong – 360 degree sprays, half of which cover the pebble driveway leading out of the garage. And the lines themselves run in a maze all under the yard.

Before we could do anything useful with the back yard, something had to be done about those things. So today Don and Kathy came by and the four of us attacked the back yard – Don and I replacing the main trouble-child sprinkler line, and Kristi and Kathy powerwashing the fences to prep for painting sometime in the next week or so. And I’m happy to report that at least a good chunk of the yard sprinkler system now works perfectly and actually MAKES SENSE, which means that now we can seriously start thinking of what to plant in that area, while we plan our attack on trouble-child sprinkler line #2. We got the worst one down and done today, though. It really felt good to see that line come on and work just the way we wanted it to.

You know, my sympathy goes out to anyone faced with extensive yard care and landscaping work on their home, especially if they’re doing it alone or just with their spouse. It’s tough work and a lot of it. But it’s so much easier when you can get a gang of family on it – everyone knowing that when the time comes for a returned favor on their own yard, we’re only happy to oblige. Family’s good for that.

Laura: I’ll get some photos up soon. I know it’s been a while; I think the “Eugene” hairball was our last. We’ll get a few good shots of the backyard in progress and get them up here for you guys.

Posted in Everyday Life, Family and Friends, House and Yard

Stumpin’, Shovelin’, Barrowin’

Mar15
2008
Rob Written by Rob

We’re having another yard weekend. Yesterday Don (Kristi’s Dad) came by with his gardeners and a stump grinder to help us with our next landscaping obstacle – the rooted remains of a couple of backyard pecan trees that came with the house. They needed to be gone before we can till the soil in the yard corner patches and decide exactly what to plant there, once a handful of available cash escapes the wedding funding vortex.

I think Don and I potting the backyard Strawberry Locust tree out back had a real symbolic impact on Kristi – she’d been wanting to do that since last summer but never had the time. But now it’s done and everything else is a matter of tackling the next job in line. We’ve got the new rose bushes put in out front; they’re starting to sprout, probably thanks to the irrigation system extensions we installed to keep them watered daily. But God, we have so much still to do – plant trees out back, upgrade the sod, rebuild the backyard patio. But we can look at the yard and see that it’s turning into something.

Today she and her mother took a roadtrip into the city to go shopping for the bride’s mother’s dress, while I and my future father-in-law attacked their yard. They’re putting in a new backyard patio, and a whole lot of old sod and soil had to be forked up and out to make room for the stones. So he and I spent the morning fighting clay, roots and debris – Don mercilessly torturing a poor, innocent pitchfork while I wheelbarrowed the gutted remains of his yard out front and up into the back of a trailer. Diet Cokes in hand, we finally hauled the load out into the country, dumped it on an isolated riverbank, and stopped for some Mexican before heading back home to catch up with the women as they returned with their spoils of fashion war.

Tomorrow the bunch of us are back to our yard, this time to rip up and finally fix the backyard sprinklers.

Posted in Family and Friends, House and Yard
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