Montana in 2 days!
I leave for Big Sky, Montana in 2 days. I've been thinking and dreaming about it a lot lately and getting nervous. More excited nervous than anything, but still nervous. I always have the "shit I hope I pack the correct clothes for this trip" because you always feel like for an 8 day trip to the other side of the country you're going to fuck up and forget something. I've been OCD checking the weather every day. I want it to snow at night so we can wake up, catch first chair and have great powder to snowboard all day in the sunny mountains. Is that too much to ask for? Also, I can't believe that this trip is already here, but I need it so bad. People at work are being their usual d-bags, worrying about numbers, talking about people behind their backs. Hey, guess what?! We all work together, so STFU and do your damn work. That is all.
My aunt (mom's sister) and uncle went down to Charleston, SC and Florida for 3 months, so I've been watching their house. Cleaning up the sidewalks (what the plow missed in the driveway, etc,) watering their plants and just keeping an eye on the house. Not a big deal. But Marc is very picky about his EVERYTHING. It must be the jew in him, but come on, all I'm doing is making sure no one is breaking in and watering the plants. I can handle it. He called me this weekend to check in and see how the weather was. Then he asks how I'm doing and he starts going on this tangent saying that I sound depressed on my FB and that he worries about me b/c it was the 8th anniversary of my mom. Ok...I like Cancer Bats and their lyrics. I'm not depressed and would rather not talk feelings to him of all people. It was just annoying because he seemed to try to be cornering me. I know he only had the best intentions, but lay off.
Oh, and then my cell phone speaker died. I was talking to someone and it was going in and out, I thought nothing of it. But now I think it blew completely. Now if I want to talk on my phone, it's speakerphone. Ugh.
My aunt (mom's sister) and uncle went down to Charleston, SC and Florida for 3 months, so I've been watching their house. Cleaning up the sidewalks (what the plow missed in the driveway, etc,) watering their plants and just keeping an eye on the house. Not a big deal. But Marc is very picky about his EVERYTHING. It must be the jew in him, but come on, all I'm doing is making sure no one is breaking in and watering the plants. I can handle it. He called me this weekend to check in and see how the weather was. Then he asks how I'm doing and he starts going on this tangent saying that I sound depressed on my FB and that he worries about me b/c it was the 8th anniversary of my mom. Ok...I like Cancer Bats and their lyrics. I'm not depressed and would rather not talk feelings to him of all people. It was just annoying because he seemed to try to be cornering me. I know he only had the best intentions, but lay off.
Oh, and then my cell phone speaker died. I was talking to someone and it was going in and out, I thought nothing of it. But now I think it blew completely. Now if I want to talk on my phone, it's speakerphone. Ugh.