ahh! I hate being homeless
Agh! So I thought things were cool...I was going to be out of Statesboro by 4 today, and come back Monday night so that I can pack my parent's van. I even called my friends over at Apt. 6 and they said I could stay the night on their comfy couch, no problem. That way, I can meet Andrew Tuesday morning and just get to moving into the new complex. This was going to be great--even though I can't get in my apt here until I get back, I'd be in Statesboro so I wouldn't have to wake up crazy early at my parents' house in Brunswick and then make the trip up.
Well I thought of something. What do I do every Sunday morning? Yep, work the child care at FUMC...at 8am. There's no way I could get up and going from my parents house at 6am and be in work on time w/o being crazy exhausted. I thought about calling in, but I did that for this past Sunday so I could pack and move my crap. I just couldn't call in two Sundays in a row.
So, on the way back from lunch I stopped by Apt. 6 and told them of my dilemna. They said it's cool and I can just come back to Statesboro Saturday afternoon and stay through Monday evening. Whew. Friends are awesome--I just feel like I'm imposing. BOHICA...I've said what that is before, and if you don't know, well...just understand that working for Housing is a total pain in the ASS sometimes. Then there's other times where it's the easiest job in the world--I mean where else do you get paid for sleeping and having fun with college kids? Not sleeping with them, but "sleeping" in the complex. Anyway, you know what I do. I don't need to explain it. =)
In other news, I'm crazy happy for Andrew. He's going to have the time of his life in Boston this week--I just wish I could be there to see it. It's his scene though, his territory...I just want to hear all about it. When things are finally looking up for him, they aren't going so great for me. I'm sure things will pick up again. I just need to keep my chin up.
To keep myself sane, I've decided that as soon as I get to B-wick I'm going to run out to BAM and buy a fresh new journal. Tomorrow morning, or heck, maybe tonight, I'll go sit on my rock on the beach and write. Just write forever. I miss it. Things have been crazy lately. Then again, things have been really good, too. He makes me giggle.
Well I thought of something. What do I do every Sunday morning? Yep, work the child care at FUMC...at 8am. There's no way I could get up and going from my parents house at 6am and be in work on time w/o being crazy exhausted. I thought about calling in, but I did that for this past Sunday so I could pack and move my crap. I just couldn't call in two Sundays in a row.
So, on the way back from lunch I stopped by Apt. 6 and told them of my dilemna. They said it's cool and I can just come back to Statesboro Saturday afternoon and stay through Monday evening. Whew. Friends are awesome--I just feel like I'm imposing. BOHICA...I've said what that is before, and if you don't know, well...just understand that working for Housing is a total pain in the ASS sometimes. Then there's other times where it's the easiest job in the world--I mean where else do you get paid for sleeping and having fun with college kids? Not sleeping with them, but "sleeping" in the complex. Anyway, you know what I do. I don't need to explain it. =)
In other news, I'm crazy happy for Andrew. He's going to have the time of his life in Boston this week--I just wish I could be there to see it. It's his scene though, his territory...I just want to hear all about it. When things are finally looking up for him, they aren't going so great for me. I'm sure things will pick up again. I just need to keep my chin up.
To keep myself sane, I've decided that as soon as I get to B-wick I'm going to run out to BAM and buy a fresh new journal. Tomorrow morning, or heck, maybe tonight, I'll go sit on my rock on the beach and write. Just write forever. I miss it. Things have been crazy lately. Then again, things have been really good, too. He makes me giggle.