Holidays and Crap
Happy New Year everyone. My holidays were quite the bust. Never before have I felt so out of place, most literally like a spot of yellow in a world of white. Josh's mom has an ever-so special way of making me feel exactly like that. For any of you who watch Everybody Loves Raymond, just imagine that mom as your mother-in-law. Well, that's how Josh's mom is. She actually told me, "It doesn't matter who Josh brings home, I will never think they're good enough. But, I can't get involved or say anything because it's his happiness that matters." And for some reason, Josh was not at all interested in having sex at his parents' house. Call me crazy, but I think that it is extremely hot, having to try and be quiet and all. I have never had holiday sex before. Bah Fucking Humbug!
So when we came home I went to visit my parents and yesterday I get a phone call from Josh, letting me know that our water heater is broken and soaking the carpet and everything. When I came home he said that he had turned off the water heater. This morning I was supposed to start getting the water out of the carpet. Unfortunately, Josh did not turn it off, and there is even more water in the carpet than there was last night. I think before anything, we should turn the fucking thing off before trying to get the carpet dry because, (duh) if it's still leaking, it would be pointless to dry it out in the first place if it would just get wet again.
It's my first day home in almost 3 weeks and I wake up to this frustration.
This semester I am taking 17 credits starting on Monday. My schedule is going to be Monday/Wednesday/Friday but my classes will be short and traffic won't be so bad getting there since my first class is at 8:30 in the morning. Yes, I am crazy. But my first professor is amazing, and I know I won't want to miss his class. Plus, I just want to get this school shit over with. If I push myself, I will graduate in December 2006 with my Psychology, B.A. degree, bitches. What happens next? Too soon to say. Little Emily needs to start making some connections for herself. I know nobody in this field. It is a difficult field to network your way into. We will see what happens.
Okay, I think it's time to call a plumber?
So when we came home I went to visit my parents and yesterday I get a phone call from Josh, letting me know that our water heater is broken and soaking the carpet and everything. When I came home he said that he had turned off the water heater. This morning I was supposed to start getting the water out of the carpet. Unfortunately, Josh did not turn it off, and there is even more water in the carpet than there was last night. I think before anything, we should turn the fucking thing off before trying to get the carpet dry because, (duh) if it's still leaking, it would be pointless to dry it out in the first place if it would just get wet again.
It's my first day home in almost 3 weeks and I wake up to this frustration.
This semester I am taking 17 credits starting on Monday. My schedule is going to be Monday/Wednesday/Friday but my classes will be short and traffic won't be so bad getting there since my first class is at 8:30 in the morning. Yes, I am crazy. But my first professor is amazing, and I know I won't want to miss his class. Plus, I just want to get this school shit over with. If I push myself, I will graduate in December 2006 with my Psychology, B.A. degree, bitches. What happens next? Too soon to say. Little Emily needs to start making some connections for herself. I know nobody in this field. It is a difficult field to network your way into. We will see what happens.
Okay, I think it's time to call a plumber?