Pursuant to my last entry

Now one of them is flailing around so much that he's now claiming that breasts and vaginas are some sort of handicap or something that prevent women from being able to physically compete against men.

Uh, what?

Last I checked, men were the ones with delicate external genitals that are at grave risk of injury if not properly protected. So why shouldn't we be preventing men from competing in physically demanding sports, so as to keep them from potentially injuring their precious jewels? Why, if we don't protect the testicles, we won't be able to continue the species! We'll all die out! So we'd best lock up the menz so they don't lose a single swimmer.

Also? Most women will at some point in their lives give birth and nurse their children. They will do the physical equivalent of passing a cantaloupe through a garden hose and will willingly stick their boobs in a mouth with sharp little teeth and powerful jaws. Most also lose several ounces of blood every month for ~30 years of their lives, work many more hours per week than men (counting domestic labor) and get less sleep. And yet? We survive this. And we live longer, too.

We're not exactly made of glass. However, a single accidental elbow to a man's groin? He collapses and cries. So tell me again: Who's more qualified to play rough?

Truth be told, I think most of the resistance to women competing against men is because they KNOW women of equivalent size and strength are going to be tougher, and they're absolutely terrified of getting their asses kicked by a girl.

Also, ( But, but... If I'm not allowed disproportionate power, that means I'm being PERSECUTED OMG )

Poor babies. Must be so terrifying to go from having 90% of the power in the world down to 70%. Only in the twisted little heads of the entitled would a request for equal opportunity be seen as a demand to bow and scrape. They're honestly just spoiled children who think that being asked to occasionally share a favorite toy is armed robbery. It would be hilarious to watch them throw these tantrums if they weren't causing so much real harm to the people they keep insisting they should be allowed to oppress.

Whirlwind day

The flag dropped today! We sign closing paperwork tomorrow!

This means that we now spend the next 10 days in a mad scramble of making phone calls and setting up appointments and getting ducks in rows and such so we can start hacking right away as soon as we get keys next Friday.

Depending on how quickly we get done with the hacking, we may actually start sleeping there in just a few weeks. We already bought a mattress this weekend, and that'll be delivered on the 10th, so if it really came down to it, we could pass out there as soon as that's on the floor. It's more likely, though, that we'll be moving in the weekend of the 17th (with ongoing box unloading and nest feathering to follow.)

The rest of tonight will be spent making lists of all the stuff we need to do, though most of that is fairly squared away.

Also! There's another big thing in the works that makes me ridiculously happy. More about that once we get the details nailed down.

Gah! This is almost real! The Great Uprooting Project is about to put down roots again!

I'm so ridiculously excited I could pee!