I woke up at 615.
Sponge Bob was playing on the TV. I knew something was wrong right that moment.
Then I looked at my
clock again. Wait, 615??? Shit.
I was susposed to be
up at 515 for a shower, and get James ready, so we could leave at 6.
Somehow, I managed to
get up, dressed, showered, get James dressed, and us out the door, by 630. I
kept thinking “There is no way Im going to make it to work by 7…”
Somehow, my doing 80
on the highway, managed to get me at work, 2 minutes till 7 am.
I clocked in, got to
work, busted ass. I was pleased with myself. About 10 am… My sup comes around
the corner, telling me… it was time to log out. I was a tad puzzled, until I
looked at our cues. We had NO work. I was being sent home.
So, from work to
Brighton I went, to the new apartments. She had called at 8 am, and told me I
needed a co-signer, so I went to pick up the application, and take it to my
dad. Which, I did. By 1130, it was filled out and faxed back to management, to
verify everything was a go for me to sign a lease.
So, I dropped dad
off, and went driving, to get my bearings. I want to make sure I know my surroundings
as well as possible. Anyways.So, I
went, got my nails done, and wandered Wal-Mart for a bit… finally going back to
moms house to avoid spending money.
As it was, I was
already taking $1131 to the new apartment…
Went back to moms,
hung out, relaxed… then, at 330, I caved, and called Jan at the new place, to
see where things stood, before I made the drive back to my end of the woods (a hour
drive south). She said she would call management and call me back.
15 min later, she
called me, and said it was a go.
5 minutes later, I
was down there, with Dad, signing my new lease.
Tomorrow, I go pick
up my keys, and start moving things in, slowly. I will be getting rid of my
couches, the bed, and James’s bed. My entertainment center will also go.
*Sighs* I need to start fresh, with new belongings. So that I don’t have the
pain, or memories, as I do here.
This is my Christmas
gift to James and I. A new start, right before my one year.
Thank God. Its
Im also having a
issue with James’s daycare assistance. Which, will be discussed in another
entry. But, as of today, they told me his contract with the state ended. When I
was just told not even two weeks ago that all was well…. *rolls my eyes* What a
I will also have to
find Socks a new home. Which I hate, but is necessary. She’s become a hardship
on me, and is acting out a LOT, for one,
and for two… There is a no pets policy in the apartment. I can understand. Somewhat.
Her biggest thing
right now, is shes confused. And I hate to feel like Im punishing her, but,
with me not being home all the time like I was… she deserves better. I do know
She deserves someone
who can spend more time with her. And soon, I will be spending 2-3 hours a day
on the road, plus my time at work… She just deserves so much more.
*yawns* No work
tomorrow. Im gonna go plan out how to start packing and such… and then, get on
it. Love you all.
Oh! Good to know. I do the same thing, and even when I do update, it's usually just rambling about nonsense so I make it private lol. I don't bother keeping a *real* journal anymore because I'm too scared the site will come down again :/
Yeah, I do suppose they are worse. I wish there was a kind of community where you could only invite people that you know to be decent, so you don't get so many trolls. But I guess that wouldn't work in the long run, either. Too bad.