Saturday, August 31, 2002

Ow, oww, oowwwwww...

My hand hurts SO bad... I'm ready to cut it off. I went to Show Low today to do the dedication ceremony for their veteran's memorial. It was fun actually. It was good to go and represent my unit. ^_^

Friday, August 30, 2002

Well, now it may be a month before I get an apartment in Flagstaff. That's okay though... I can stay with Trevor and Tracy until Scott can get up there. I suppose it's better anyway - I don't have the money to go up there right now. I really wish I did, but unfortunately no...

Well, I painted Gram's kitchen ceiling today, and wallpapered about 1/4 of the wall she wants to wallpaper, and I painted her little shelf too. It took forever... I had to go over the ceiling twice because it wasn't taking the paint very well. I'm SO tired...

So tonight I'm going to the Globe-Miami football game with Cody. He's excited. It'll be nice to see how the band performs. I'm pretty sure already Miami will lose (poor Cowboy) but hey, maybe they'll suprise me. And Scott and I are going to Flagstaff on Monday to look at apartments and do some pricing and talking. Then Tuesday is my interview. Oh, I have to go to Show Low tomorrow too... The parade is back on so McLarty and I are going to represent the 1404th at the thing. They've decided to do a memorial for Dorothy Fails (a former member of the 1404th that was killed in Operation Desert Storm) so our unit has to have somebody there. Plus I can finally grab my clothes that I left in Show Low last month. AHHH! I have to iron uniforms and polish the hell out of my boots tonight - gotta love last minute, don't you?

Song Quote of the Moment: "Now it seems I've got my head on straight"

Thursday, August 29, 2002

I'm moving to Flagstaff, I'm moving to Flagstaff... ^_^

Scott is coming over tonight with the apartment bluebook he got in Flag today, and with that and the research I've been doing on the net we're going to figure out a place that we want to move in to. Then tomorrow we'll make our phonecalls and figure out what we can get and how much it'll be. Monday I'm planning on going back up to Flag with Scott and we'll look at different places and pick one out. And as soon as we can get the deposit and first month's rent paid for, we're movin' in! I can't wait. I want out of here so bad I can't see straight!!!

I'm so excited. I don't even care about anything else. Truck? She can keep the damn thing. 5th wheel? Sell it, I don't care. I'll save up enough to put a down payment on a car. I'll be alright. I'm really relieved that Scott's going up there with me though. It takes a little bit of stress off of me, and it'll be nice to have an apartment and a roommate. And I'm glad it's going to be somebody I know and I'm comfortable with. Sheesh, I'm so excited!

Song Quote of the Moment: "Nothing good comes for free"


I have a plan...

Wednesday, August 28, 2002

Ooo, I'm sore...

I painted my grandmother's living room yesterday. The walls, the ceiling, EVERYTHING. I really am not that sore, just a little in my shoulders.

And Scott wants to move to Flagstaff with me. I don't know what I'm going to do now. I don't even know if I have a job, and I really need to know so I know where I'm going to be at with marksmanship, since JP called me last night asking for all te answers. Wow... I'm actually busy. It's kinda nice! And I have a parade to be in in Taylor this weekend for the Guard. FUN.

Song Quote of the Moment: "Isn't it ironic?"

~Alannis Morriset

Tuesday, August 27, 2002

I have got THE BEST friends in the world, hands down.

Monday, August 26, 2002

It's time to start saving up...

Remind me when I get to Flagstaff that I need to put every last damn thing I pay for in my name - my phone (both of them), electric, gas, rent, everything. Open accounts - get a credit card for God's sake. Build some credit so I can buy a car, because I am not living under my mother's thumb anymore.

Yeah, EVERYTHING is in her name. It's cheaper that way, but you know what? Every time she's mad at me she holds it over my head. And lately it seems like EVERYTHING is my fault. We're getting to where we can't even talk to eachother without fighting anymore. I want to do my own thing, and she does too, or so she says, but she wants me to do it all her way. You know, I am old enough to make some decisions on my own. I do have a general idea of what I'm doing. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of her. I'm getting to where I can't stand to be around her, and I don't want that to happen, so I'm going to talk to Trevor and Tracy and see when I can move in up there. I'm just going to tell mom that that's my decision and what I'm going to do and there's no way she's going to change my mind. If she takes the truck away, so be it. I'll hitchhike. I don't care anymore. I'm going up there whether I get this job at the jail or not. I'm not staying in Globe anymore. I'm not staying with her anymore.

I don't need her. I don't really need anybody.

Sunday, August 25, 2002

Good morning blog...

Well I missed Carie's shower... I just didn't feel like going. My stomach is still giving me crap. *shrugs* I sorry, Carie. What else? Mom is seriously thinking of moving up to Flagstaff. She is thinking of buying a house up there, and she's going to apply for a job at the same place that I did. I don't know how I feel about that. Sort of like no matter how much I try to get out on my own and away and try to get on my own feet I just can't do it. She gripes at me for depending on her, and then when I decide to get out and move on and try to be independent she follows me? I don't know... I don't know what to think about it.

Well, dad's birthday was two days ago, so he's 46 now. We're all getting older. ^_^

Song Quote of the Moment: "Time marches on"

~Alan Jackson