Life sucks, but would we still be here if it didn't?
So at what point do you say enough is enough? How many fibs or outrageous stories? When do we all say no more? I am sure we all have a point to which we will say enough is enough. I often wonder how do we come to that conclusion since it seems when I think I am to that point I end up talking myself into buying into it and sticking around. I am 30 and alone it seems as if that should be sad and maybe it will be in a few days when I finally realize that it is over. When I stop thinking of sending an email or calling or just sending a message on yahoo when something happens. Oh well crap happens I should be used to it by now, it seems that it happens to me a lot and at least 50% of the time it is my fault. Life sucks I know this, I am not sure why I think that it will change. So I am going to take the enrolled agent exam work on my bachelor degree and hopefully in about 2 years I can have a nice cushy job at the IRS.
Monday I am going to get my hair cut, something nice and short and spiky, then I am going to take all that stuff down to the goodwill. At least this preparing to leave means I have gotten rid of most of my junk. I am thinking now that the downstairs is reorganized I'll go get the keg filled and have a huge party at my house. Especially since I got the stereo system worked out, you can now hear the music all the way at the road with the doors shut here. I am working on getting the TV's so that the same thing will play downstairs as the up stairs. Maybe I will give in and get a satellite dish. But should have the carriages moved around downstairs in the next couple of days. I shall have to take pictures cause it looks so different. Maybe a party when we get our first cold snap so we can roast marshmallows and hot dogs.
Either way going to the office Monday and seeing about starting to work so I can stretch my unemployment till November when I will be able to pull close to 40 hours instead of 5 or 10 a week. I hope that by December I will have things straight with the community college and get back into classes there. I can get my degree through them from University of Houston. I could even work on my accounting and maybe take a few extra history classes as well. I have always loved history and it would be wonderful to find myself back in a class on Renaissance politics and the deeper causes behind the reformation. I might even go back and brush up on my medieval french, there are so many possibilities. So I am going to enjoy a nice lazy Sunday and maybe go and see about trading in my Truck and take advantage of the cars program since I suspect that my poor truck is about to die. I figure if I find a good deal I might do it. Though it will be weird to not have the orange beast.
I am hoping when I wake in the morning that all of this will turn out to be nothing more than a bad dream and that I am still going to London. But I learned a long time ago that just because I want something doesn't mean I will get it. And if it is over then I shall pick myself up and go on with my life, If it isn't then all of this will have been a bad dream. So going to watch my sappy depressing movies have a good cry and whatever comes tomorrow I will deal with it when it happens.