Thursday, July 19, 2012

You Live, You Learn

Yup, that's him
So I've had about 100 good ideas of things to write today's blog about in the last 48 hours, but I'm completely exhausted and the barometric pressure is getting me down. You see, I'm very affected (affect or effect? I'm too tired to care) by the barometric pressure, and it's been thinking about raining for the last two days. This means that the pressure is building so badly in my head that it feels like at any minute, my right eye is going to explode covering everything around me in eye gunk. Mmmm, but really, owwwww. So I'll just write about a few things I learned today.

1--I really do live with Father Time. I say this all the time in passing about Joel, but the man gets up at the crack of dawn. This morning, I think we made it to 6:48 until I gave in and finally got up with him. That's every morning this week before 7am. It makes for really long days.


2--My job gets awesomer every day. I have been visiting my counselors to plan the year at each of my schools, and the counselors I work with rock.

3--Tomorrow and Saturday are going to be amazing. After work tomorrow, Joel and I are headed to my friend Jo, and her husband's lake--yes, they own it, at least in my head. Destiny and Patrick are coming, and it is going to be on like Donkey Kong. We're even taking our sweet puppy. I can't freaking wait.

Actual photo of my fridge
3--I am a food hoarder. I ran to the grocery for a few staples for the lake and for the house. $250 later, I can't close the refrigerator. Oops.

4--I've still got it. I went to the liquor store to get an oh-so-classy box of wine for the lake, and the two maybe 20 year old boys working there were falling all over themselves to help me carry my wine box (I think I got it). And they were going on and on about how there was no way I was almost 30 when they saw my ID. I told them it was a fake. They even walked me to my car. Scary? No. Badass? Yes.

5--It really does pay to do the laundry. To be specific, it pays $240. In cash. The dryer offered it up as I was pulling Joel's clothes out. Thank you, Mr. Dryer. Maybe I'll go buy more wine.

Thanks for putting up with my half-ass post, and if my eye does explode, I'll be sure to take pictures and write a post on the left half of the screen for you.

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