Tuesday, August 24, 2010

These days it comes and goes


One week from today I will be mere feet away from this man:

Couldn't be happier about that!

Italian spaghetti, singing falsetto

What a difference a week makes!

My room is still somewhat of a disaster but I did get rid of that extra stuff and felt like I was being charitable while doing it. Bonus! Extra double score bonus: I have awesome roommates. I still am in that awkward space in time where I feel like I'm sneaking around someone's apartment but that feeling is gradually fading.

Some people still suck but that's a given with life. Some boys (some) are brainless but I am trying to remember that so I'm not as affected by them in the moment. Easier said than done sometimes.

Best of all though is that work did not destroy my will to live! (As evidenced by...) I was actually somewhat shocked to realize how much I missed working. I was tackled as I came in through the door by a few girls and I'm guessing there are few people in this world who don't like the feeling that someone missed them and is excited to see them. The camping trip was fantastic. There was some extreme sleep deprivation but the trip definitely exceeded my expectations in many ways. The best part of the best part is that I got PROMOTED! I've been anxious about this for a while and it is such a relief to have that anxiety resolved. Hooray for that.

If you're reading this you're very likely one of my friends. Thank you for your support. I sure do love you people.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Math, science, history, unraveling the mysteries

I returned from my yearly adventure in the great state of Wisconsin last night. The trip was fantastic and included camel riding, chocolate covered bacon eating, card playing, a little family history-ing, hairnet wearing and general family merriment-ing.

I did not eat any bratwursts however and this might mean the trip was incomplete.

It's possible I had a small breakdown at the airport when parting ways with my mom and sister. I'm not really ready to be back and involved in normal life. I just moved and my room is not quite a complete disaster but needs a whole lot of unpacking and organizing. When I walked into my room last night I found that my previous roommates had dropped off any unclaimed items in what little empty floor space I had before my trip. I had to move out a few days before them to go to Wisconsin and so they left everything in my room. 98% of those things were not mine and now I get to take them to DI and the Utah Food Bank.

I don't want to deal with people and their drama. Somehow that didn't just disappear while I was in the land of cheese.

This week at work could potentially destroy my will to live. Between today and next Sunday I'll clock at least 72 hours of working time and 48 of those will be spent on a camping trip I still need to prepare for.

At the pleading of my mother I've sort of taken this morning "off" and forced myself to have a relaxed/lazy day. This is harder than I thought it would be. Every so often I have an anxious moment where I realize how much there is to be done. It doesn't help that I'm sitting on my bed and can't help but see the mountains of things to be unpacked. But I'm trying. And by that I mean in a few minutes I'll shower and go into work early to help get some things ready for the camping trip. That counts as relaxing right? Right? Oh well.