Life of Pol

I've spent this Sunday morning sitting on the front porch with a cup of coffee (okay, two cups), the trusty iPad, and watching the sun come up. Mornings are truly my favorite time of day. Everything seems fresh and new. The air is quiet, but for the song birds just waking and warming up their singing voices. But, although it's great sitting on the porch of our new house and feeling wonderful, there's still that hint of an aching regret that the moment wasn't occurring on Colorado. I guess, no matter how much I try, I won't be completely content until we're in our home somewhere in Woodland Park, hopefully surrounded by woods. But for now, I thank God for what He has given us. And I am grateful for this great Sunday morning.

It's been almost three weeks that we've been in the new house, and things are slowly falling into their normal paces, as life's new chapter begins. Getting used to working out in the mornings before work, adjusting to leaving later for work (the 10 minute commute is a God send), and the various tasks of taking care of a new home are becoming more habitual. Aside from the house, another part of my life has changed: our boss at my day job (22 months left of that, and counting) has retired. It's a bit up in the air right now of who is going to be hired to replace her; many have asked if it would be me, to which I quickly reply, "No!" I don't want the stress. Besides, I've got too much writing ahead of me to have my mind preoccupied with a new job. This new chapter will be a nice change, but the real adventure will begin when we move to Colorado in two years. THEN we're gonna have some things to talk about!

I'm probably he worst blogger in history. I haven't been around because Steve and I have been on vacation, and doing tons of stuff to the house. Well, as I was finishing the last of the staining on the backyard fence I realized, I should have been blogging about what the hell we were doing doing all week and showing the end results. Oh well, a missed opportunity; another will present itself before long, I'm sure. As for now, the house is 99.9% finished (my office still needs curtains). We have worked so hard and done so much in a very short time. We couldn't be happier. Now we can enjoy. But tomorrow it's back to work and really getting back into the swing of things.

"McShane's carefully crafted horror story begins with what happens when a couple sells their soul to the devil without regard to what happens to themselves or others.  I found myself continuously asking, "Could I possibly have a tipping point too?" McShane pushes boundaries by weaving a tale of increasingly horrific acts though well developed characters, plot, and compelling dialogue.  It is a page turner that will have you desperate for love to win! This is a must read." http://www.amazon.com/Inanimate-Objects-ebook/product-reviews/B00B0D0N2G/ref=sr_1_1_cm_cr_acr_txt?ie=UTF8&showViewpoints=1

I had a fellow author invite me to talk about a favorite book of my own.  Of course, I chose Luthor .  It was cool to be asked.  Thanks, Brandon Shire! Here's the blog link: http://brandonshire.com/my-favorite-book-lgbt-author-pol-mcshane/

Well, we're finally in the new house. We closed on Friday (which, with the new financing rules or whatever they're called, was a nightmare). Steve had to work Friday night, so we didn't get much done then, and he had to work Saturday night, too, but we got a bunch moved beforehand. Then, Sunday we moved all the heavy stuff. It pretty much sucked. Monday was spent doing small things (well, if you consider switching out ceiling fans and replanting a tree small), and today will be spent hanging pictures. It feels so great to be in the house. We couldn't be happier (actually, if it was in Colorado, we would be ecstatic), but for here, it's great! My favorite round chair has been pulled out from the office, where it was in the apartment, back out to its proper place in the living room! This is mine and Steve's third house, and it only proved to us again that, as a team, there's nothing we can't do!

Today, March 26th, the Supreme Court heard arguments over Prop 8 in California. Tomorrow, they will hear arguments over DOMA (defense of marriage act). We won't know the rulings of these cases for a couple of months, but the fact that they heard them in the first place is cool. If things happen the way we pray they will, then everyone who is in love with someone else in this country will have the right to marry them. No matter what race or gender. As some of you may know, Steve and I went to Canada in 2008 to get married. It was great, but when we got back to our country and back to our republican-filled state of Texas, that marriage didn't amount to crap, except in our hearts. We didn't expect it would happen so soon, but there is a good possibility that by summer, after four years, our marriage will be just as legal as any heterosexual's. And that's amazing! It will be a historic day, and I can't wait to see the celebrations!