Seven Years

I keep meaning to add a blog to here, but it's always that hesitation that keeps me from writing here.  It's not that I haven't had anything to blab about or bitch about but everytime I sit down and pound away for 10-20 minutes, I finish, read it, then delete.  Why?  Well, there's some things that just ain't noneyabusiness.  So there.  Maybe I should start a secret blog somewhere...
Our wedding anniversary just passed last Sunday.  Seven years married.  Doesn't seem like it's been that long.  This year was a little frustrating for me only because we were some broke fuckers.  I had a little something planned out but now it'll just have to wait.  No big deal I guess since we decided to celebrate our anniversary this weekend instead.  I really just wanna get out for the weekend.  Maybe go to Galveston for the weekend like we did for our "honeymoon" although getting her to stay in a place with no room service or bellhop might take some convincing.  We're trying to tighten our budget belt so we can move into a bigger house.  I've been wanting to move out of this house for a while but I've been getting seriously buggy lately.  I need Change.  CHANGE.  I dunno, a move, a new hobby, something outdoors.  Been just really restless lately.  I need somethin but I'm not sure what, but I'll know it when it happens.  I think.