Hi! I missed you blog friends. You have probably been online all week. Question is, where have I been?
Besides having a busy week involving houseguests (of the two and four legged variety) a six hour road trip beginning very early Friday morning, it was hard to sneak in work (let alone fun like blogging) without a working internet connection near my house.
I almost didn't move because of Time Warner Cable. My suspicions of hassle were confirmed as I spent the last two weeks trying to get the internet at my house, which I still didn't have when I left yesterday.
I had happily been mooching off my neighbors connection for a few days when sometime Wednesday, the connection got weak. I was able to look at webpages and update my Facebook status sometimes but couldn't seem to do things like attach documents to emails (you know, work). I was relieved that I was going to have my strong consistent connection on Thursday when the cable guy came to turn on my internet.
My appointment was between 12 and 5, appropriately sucking up my whole afternoon and also making it a little difficult to get to the internet cafe before it closed at 3 pm while still making a morning meeting with one of my clients.
The cable guy showed up around 2 and got right down to business. I was fantasizing about all the things I was going to do once I had blazing fast internet when his voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Do you want to hear the bad news first or the good news?"
The bad news was, you guessed it, still no internet...thank goodness that is not the case at Sarah's house in Vermont! But I drove six hours to see old friends, not ignore them while I work online.
So back to the regular Breaking Even blog schedule on Monday, whether it is at my now empty house with my own working internet or at the cute but ergonomically incorrect internet cafe in town.
Have a good weekend, and enjoy your internet for me. You don't know what you've got until it's gone...
In this mini-series I'm calling Freaky Friday, I'm going to take a retrospective look at the anatomy of the date (including finances) and glean some life knowledge from my awful experiences (if only to make myself feel better and hopefully help you to avoid the same mistakes). Here's round three. Names as usual are changed to protect the embarrassed.
In an unusual plot twist, this week it's me starring as the terrible date. I know I seem kind of perfect (or at least more perfect then some of the fine specimens I've gone on a date with) but I too have made dating mistakes. I particular I think of one horrible date I have yet to recover from (which happens to be my only experience with eHarmony).
So with eHarmony you answer a seemingly ridiculous amount of questions about yourself. With the questions, you also rank the importance of the value on a scale. I remember being fairly liberal about most of this but I do remember a specific item I marked very important: no kids. At 22, I didn't want no baby mama drama (I may not have been nurturing but at least I was honest).
In this mini-series I'm calling Freaky Friday, I'm going to take a retrospective look at the anatomy of the date (including finances) and glean some life knowledge from my awful experiences (if only to make myself feel better and hopefully help you to avoid the same mistakes). Here's round two, a continuation of a month-long series I started last week. Names as usual are changed to protect the embarrassed.
It was one of those scenarios that didn't quite match up for me and Hoot. He though I was cute from seeing me in a meeting and then we just kept missing each other, he was gone, then I was gone. We talked by phone and had good chemistry. I even asked around town about him and was told he was a fine specimen of a man. Great.
After a few weeks of back and forth, we both found we were going to be in town on the same night. It was a Monday and where I lived, there was nothing open on a Monday night. He was going to come over after work and we would have dinner at my place and maybe watch some television.
An hour later then I was expecting (I was avoiding housework and other chores so as not to break a sweat) there was a knock on the door. True to form, Sadie Dog yelped like the part beagle she is and I got up to answer. I had carefully chosen a slightly off the shoulder green sweater and nice-on-me jeans. I was showing a little skin in the neck area, sexy without over doing it and the sweater was soft, in case he would happen to touch it. Light makeup and hair up, I was up for anything. Why am I going into my appearance? You'll see...
Note from Nicole: I've asked a couple of my favorite bloggers to guest post while I'm gone to keep my blog going for a few days. Right after sending out an email to my blogger friends about my wrist, Sean was admitted into the hospital. He had 'emergency' surgery and is doing fine but he'll be in the hospital for a little while. Because people have stepped in to help, Breaking Even has kept going and I've spent the time in the hopsital with Sean without giving the blog a second thought. Thanks for continuing to read. I'll be back soon.
I'm Kelly and I write Almost Frugal, a blog about frugality and personal finance in France. Nicole and I found each other through the French speaking community (although we're both Americans) and I'm happy to be guest posting for her, although not for why she needs a guest post!
Life has a way of throwing curve balls at you, doesn't it? One day you're trucking along nicely, minding your own business and the next day BOOM. Your car dies, or your basement floods, or your wrist starts hurting after too much time spent pecking at the keyboard.
We've all heard the expression "When life hands you lemons, make lemonade" and it sounds kind of trite to be sure. But if you think about it, successfully coping with an emergency does depend on making a pitcher of ice-cold lemonade instead of complaining (ahem) bitterly about the bushel of lemons that just fell into your lap. Here are three rules that can help you get over the hump.
Some of you may know that I met my current boyfriend on the internet. I met him in round three of internet dating and I've done Yahoo, Match, and eHarmony. I've also tried Nerve.com, blind dates, and having general faith in the goodness of people.
In this mini-series I'm calling Freaky Friday, I'm going to take a retrospective look at the anatomy of the date (including finances) and glean some life knowledge from my awful experiences (if only to make myself feel better and hopefully help you to avoid the same mistakes). Here's round one.
Under religion on Crazy Christian (CC)'s profile, he indicated "Protestant" and most Protestants I know are pretty laid back so it didn't signal a "red flag" right off. (Later, my friend Ally proceeded to tell me the Protestant spectrum, ranging from "we believe in God, whatever dude" to "wear a skirt, keep your hair long, and shut up, woman".) You will see why I nicknamed the guy CC very soon.
it can't be any worse than dealing with fairpoint. these companies up here in maine need to know that people depend on the internet for their jobs...just because we live in a rural environment doesn't mean we're bumpkins...
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Net access written by Matthew Baya,
December 06, 2009
What reason did they give for not installing it? What was the 'good news'? "Well I actually showed up and tried, more than most customers get" ?
Are you leasing the modem from them or did you buy your own? Buying one saves you a few dollars a month and will pay for itself in 18 months or so. Something to consider.
If you really need internet access in a comfortable setting the Maine Grind in Ellsworth has a pretty nice setup, though they close around 5 I think. (yes I realize that's a drive for you) Other places I've mooched off public WiFi include Pat's Pizza & ... I forget the name of the cafe' now but it was Frankie's a few years ago, next to Mr. Paperback in Ellsworth.
In this mini-series I'm calling Freaky Friday, I'm going to take a retrospective look at the anatomy of the date (including finances) and glean some life knowledge from my awful experiences (if only to make myself feel better and hopefully help you to avoid the same mistakes). Here's round two, a continuation of a month-long series I started last week. Names as usual are changed to protect the embarrassed.
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