Moving was stressful to say the least. I hope that I won't have to do it again anytime soon although I think a certain someone has different plans in regards to that subject. I personally don't want to move again in three months; this is mainly due to that massive amounts of furniture that I own. Maybe I should start separating myself from all of my material items and thus become some sort of vagabond and live out of my car...it could be a viable option and a much less expensive style of living.
It was unfortunate having to come back to work after my long weekend. Rachel was passionate in her effort to punish me for taking a few days off...which obviously made her life too stressful to bare (Grrrr). My frustration with her grows on a daily basis. Hopefully she'll realize that she needs to start acting like an adult...considering she's almost 40...
I think I need to go out of town for a while. Pahrump/Vegas are starting to wear me down. This weekend I get to go to Utah for Dan's graduation from SUU so that should be a slight relief. I'm hoping for nice weather and good company.
Otherwise, California has been on my mind. I could use a long weekend on the beach. Now if only my friends wouldn't be such flakes.
I'll be posting pictures of the new house as soon as I get a little more organized...as of right now it looks like a tornado rolled through that place. To tell the truth, I am slowly becoming overwhelmed at the thought of having to organize all of it again...if only I could throw a little bippity boppity boo into the mix so I wouldn't have to work so hard. Back to my main point...I hate moving with my entire heart.
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