Last week was fun. It marked the last volleyball practice of the season. It marked the first time that the landlord made it out to the house I live in. It marked the fourth continuous day of burning brush. It also marked the end of an era.
Yes, I'm overjoyed that the stress level will be scaling down from defcon negative 14 to a more mild mannered defcon level 82. I am going to miss this team though. Through the trials and tribulations we have bonded, and had some good times. No, I will not miss this particular batch's drama, nor the tardiness. But I did learn a lot about my coaching style, and how to adapt to the players. Good things for a coach who is still young.
The era closing is the era of Blue House. Or BlauHaus. As of April 7, 2010, Blue House has been condemned by the CEO, Maintenance Head, and Financial Supervisor. We, the tenants, have until August 31, 2010, to vacate the premise. Since my last bastion of sanity that I lived with will be leaving by the end of next week, I can't say that I'm disappointed.
However. I have been talking with the Maintenance Head and we have come to the conclusion that as long as the copper, the appliances, and the hardware remain intact inside the House proper, we will be allowed starting in August to begin demolitions. This makes me very very happy. Coming home from a brutally hot day at work to a house that I don't feel at home in makes me want to break things. I happen to have the blessing of someone in charge to begin breaking things. In a word...awesome!
Blue House has seen a lot in its tenure at the Farms. In the next four months we plan to relive as many of those nights as possible. Come on out if you want to tie one on.
We will provide the sledgehammers.
Buck
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dude.
ReplyDeleteRIP Blue House. Where you gonna live?
Cross that bridge before it burns down.
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