Cotter’s Corner

So, the wife and I have exhausted what we think are all of our (legitimate) options to get my son in school at Wilson Central. We were going to try and cheat, but, we kind of ruined that for ourselves by some things that we did before we realized we did them. So, that leaves us with what the existing plan is – move. Moving. Ah yes, I liken it to having someone stab me in the face, repeatedly. No, it's not what I want to do. We have FANTASTIC neighbors and we live in a FANTASTIC neighborhood, but because the Wilson County Schools board requires that I send my son to their "prison" school, the wife and I decided that we had to take drastic action. We wrote letters, we begged and pleaded, but all of it to no avail. We're moving away from all of our friends and the great neighborhood we live in now to move to some place that will allow my son to attend a good school.

It completely sucks. But at this point we have absolutely zero alternatives.

We put our house on the market on Monday and we're looking in Mt. Juliet for a house. I'll be closer to work, which will be nice (and closer to the train station I use most often). So, that will all work out well. However, we've had tremendous growth in our existing area and it looks like we're going to turn a nice profit on our existing house. The gambling comes in picking a new neighborhood and hoping it experiences the same type of growth/return on our investment.

More as we learn of it, but, things have just gotten a WHOLE lot more interesting for the Cotter family. 

So I know everyone has been dying to know about how well my Morton's Neuroma in my foot is doing. Well, I'm pleased to report that with new shoes and a lot more attention, things seem to be going well. I bought a size larger dress shoes for my everyday wear (and in a wider size), and they've worked out great. I am also trying to not walk around bare-foot. To date my foot has become a little agitated but nothing like before. So, that's a good thing. I also went hiking with my son last week at Edgar Evins State Park and we did about 4.5-5 miles of rigorous hiking with assorted rock climbing thrown in for good measure. No problems with the toes and/or feet. Huzzah!

Okay, day one of work after the stupid, stupid, stupid Daylight Savings Time changes and at 8:30 there were only three people who were here in a department of eleven. I'm so tired that I can't think of much else but my bed. It's the stupidest thing ever, in history, of all time. Oh, and the biggest thing of all? It may not even be worth all the hassle. See what these guys say here.

Watched a show last night about Secret Passages. Not the lame secret passages/rooms show that was on HGTV a few weeks ago. Rather, this was a special on The History Channel and was superior in every way. The HGTV show gave us insight into the incredibly lame ass couple who thought that an "Adams Family" house would be fun to do, with secret passages and whatnot. Meh. The History Channel show gave us real insights into bomb shelters, a secret Russian subway system that runs underneath the major public system and a man in Washington State who built his own four story bunker underneath his house that was worthy of anything a government engineer had ever done. It was  DAMNED impressive. And I LOVED seeing it. 

I think the fact that it impressed me so much has now caused me to try and figure out what it is about my psyche that makes me love places like that so much. I've always been interested in Urban Exploration and things like that, but this is cool on a whole new level. I used to stay up late and read about people who would open up old abandoned missile silos in the midwest and I'd be completely entranced by the pictures. Just amazing.

So, what is it about people who like places like that? I know I used to make forts and stuff when I was a kid with bedsheets and chairs and bedsheets and umbrellas. I'd take an apple and a cup of water in there with me and pretend I was in my fort and staying safe. So, I suppose I already had that survival instinct? Not sure, but, I have the same kind of needs now that I'm older and I'm having trouble working them out. I need to build a storm shelter or something.