READY TO GO

I've been inspired to post something on my page because of today's developments. It's been awhile since I've posted but when fate stops one dead in their tracks what else can I do?

Dress up and move on!

For a couple of Halloween parties this season, and in honor of my up-coming trip to Egypt, I bought this outfit. This year there was no guessing, no angst over what to wear, a simple decision made even simpler by Hollywood Outfitters.

However, the tour guide already told me not to bring it along.

What stopped me today was my soils engineer taking and holding on to my three sets of plans. What I thought was going to be a $500 plan stamping festival instead was a drop-off and see you soon. It made me very nervous dropping them off, orphaning them so to speak.

Those of you who know me know these plans represent one of the biggest challenges of my life. So much of who I am is tied up in them. "Casa de la Montana Alegre" is the name of this house, double entendres everywhere. Boyfriends have been easier to get through than this project.

I thought I had it all worked out; the Zoning Administrator Thursday, the Plan Check Engineer next Tuesday to get the permit, leave Wednesday.

I always say to staff that one works better when they are rested, fed, and vacationed. As the details of this project drone on and on and on, what has kept me going is knowing that I have this great little break coming.

I also believe that the anticipation is as much fun as the trip itself and at the moment that couldn't ring truer.

This trip seems even more special because I believe it's the first organized group I've ever traveled with, at least with people I don't know. We're all strangers, 23 gay men, from everywhere, and we've been sharing bios and pictures of each other before hand.

I smell a reality tv show somewhere.