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So, I blew up. I couldn't keep it in anymore and.. I just blew up. I didn't mean for that to happen... we've both been working so hard and I guess I let it all build up like Loren suggested I did. A glass of water... ha. A fucking hot, shook-up coke is more like it.
I just need that security sometimes. I need to know I won't be walked upon.. even if the people on the other side of the fence are quote/unquote 'kidding'. And... the romance. I discussed that with him. Broke right down into tears as I was discussing it. I couldn't keep from stuttering all of it out. *shakes head* it wasn't supposed to be that way. But I was just so frightened of rocking the boat even a LITTLE bit. It's fine now... I feel ten times the relief now that I got it all out in the open. We didn't get a chance to talk because of Nick's call and my insistence of taking a shower before I went to bed.
My new job - kicking complete ass and loving every minute of it. I'm catching on at an incredibly fast rate and I think that surprised them that I was able to man the drive-up teller window by myself on our lunch rush. Wells Fargo is sending me next week to a week-long seminar in Cruces (hotel accomidations paid for) and I'm hoping Mom will allow me to borrow a bit more money off of her until the checks start rolling in. I got ahold of Millie at Nations and it turns out they totally fucked me on my last few hours and won't even consider looking into it further so I can get my last paycheck. (Yeah, it's only $140 but I need that for my phone bill..) It's so mentally exhausting playing this game with the occupants of this town.
Spent Memorial Day weekend at the lake with the whole crew. Saturday I became a little (ah hell, a lot) irate when I found out the jet ski wasn't going to work. So, making the decision to not spoil everyone's fun, I left for Cruces and got some much needed shopping done. When I returned that night, everything was pretty much okey dokey. I felt better and wasn't upset about the ski. It made the trip a whole lot better. Should have some pictures if the scanner is in working order.
For now, trying not to worry too much. After all, it's only money and the future of my relationship at stake. Eh, piece of cake.
I just need that security sometimes. I need to know I won't be walked upon.. even if the people on the other side of the fence are quote/unquote 'kidding'. And... the romance. I discussed that with him. Broke right down into tears as I was discussing it. I couldn't keep from stuttering all of it out. *shakes head* it wasn't supposed to be that way. But I was just so frightened of rocking the boat even a LITTLE bit. It's fine now... I feel ten times the relief now that I got it all out in the open. We didn't get a chance to talk because of Nick's call and my insistence of taking a shower before I went to bed.
My new job - kicking complete ass and loving every minute of it. I'm catching on at an incredibly fast rate and I think that surprised them that I was able to man the drive-up teller window by myself on our lunch rush. Wells Fargo is sending me next week to a week-long seminar in Cruces (hotel accomidations paid for) and I'm hoping Mom will allow me to borrow a bit more money off of her until the checks start rolling in. I got ahold of Millie at Nations and it turns out they totally fucked me on my last few hours and won't even consider looking into it further so I can get my last paycheck. (Yeah, it's only $140 but I need that for my phone bill..) It's so mentally exhausting playing this game with the occupants of this town.
Spent Memorial Day weekend at the lake with the whole crew. Saturday I became a little (ah hell, a lot) irate when I found out the jet ski wasn't going to work. So, making the decision to not spoil everyone's fun, I left for Cruces and got some much needed shopping done. When I returned that night, everything was pretty much okey dokey. I felt better and wasn't upset about the ski. It made the trip a whole lot better. Should have some pictures if the scanner is in working order.
For now, trying not to worry too much. After all, it's only money and the future of my relationship at stake. Eh, piece of cake.