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happyevraftrLife is really just a crazy train lately. Guys, I just feel like I'm all over the place!
So my parents are moving. They've lived in the same house (where I grew up) for fifteen years and I just can't imagine them living anywhere else. They're moving to Michigan, just outside of Detroit. It's so very odd. My dad did need a new job though. His company was bought out two years ago and they cut his salary by over 20%, took away is bonus, and generally started treating him like shit. This new place is increasing his pay from what it used to be and all sorts of other good stuff. It really is good for him, just sucks that it's so far away. My sister is moving with them too. Apparently my brother and his family are going to move out that way too, as it's getting too expensive to live in Chicago on only one income, but I"m pretty skeptical as to the truth about that. I think he's just been trying to appease my mother's hopes. Maybe not though, I need to call and ask him. With me and Jared (my husband for those who are new) moving in July she's trying to get us to move out that way too, but Jared is pretty against it. He says it's too cold and boring there. Which I told him was really stupid because Chicago is also really cold there.
Anyways, it's all just really sudden and crazy. I'm also just really sad that my childhood home is being sold. I've gone home a few times by myself to visit family and it's always left me feeling so at peace. I had this big tree I carved my nae into and would sit under to write in my journal. It also has this big wooden swing I would spend hours sitting on and thinking about life in general. To never be able to go back and reminisce makes me pretty sad. Not that it's sold or anything yet. Mom is staying in Illinois until the place is sold and then she'll join my dad.
In other crazy news, my sister got in a really bad car accident last week. She's completely fine besides twelve stitches in her arm from glass cutting it open, but it was still pretty scary. She was driving pretty fast down a country road, glanced down for a min, looked up and then swerved to miss something in the road, lost control of the car and flipped it two times. Her car is completely totaled too. Scared the crap out of me when my dad called me. To make it all worse I can't go home because my license is technically suspended so until I have my court date it's really not safe to drive that far.
Grad school is winding down for the semester. I don't think (I know) I'm not graduating this semester, but I should only have to redo one class. These two classes I'm in are at least going really well. I should get a B in both of them, no problem. All I've been doing the entire week is homework. I wrote quite a bit of our group project paper and my part for another group project. Next week we'll have presentations and then two tests. It will be wonderful when it's all over.
Been exercising every day again. The elliptical has become my friend. I'm pretty determined to loose the weight this time. It's so grueling with my stupid low metabolism, but oh well. I've just resigned myself to the fact I won't loose weight or stay skinny unless I'm running every day in some capacity. Annoying, but I'll deal.
Needless to say, I really haven't had any time to write. My novel has taken a bit of a backseat to school and I'm not sure if I want to pick it up again. We talked about hobbies versus skills in class last week and they said "something you're passionate about, but not very good at is called a hobby, not a career choice." My heart kind of sank and I wondered if I was being delusional about this writing thing. However, when that doubt hits I look at my tattoo and remind myself I won't know unless I try. So, I'm still going to write it, but it's not at the top of my to-do list.
Jared and I are doing pretty good. This year has been pretty easy going for our marriage. Granted I feel like it's a good year, then rough, good, rough, etc etc. I'm just thankful it's good at the moment, because I don't think I have the emotional reserves to deal with us not working. He has been ticking me off lately though. The other day he said I never did the dishes (off handedly in a conversation, not as a complaint), and then the next day he came home on break from work and was surprised I was awake. "It's a miracle" were exact words I do believe. So essentially he's been calling me lazy. I know he likely doesn't even know he's hurt my feelings, because men are ignorant, but I'm still irritated. I run every day, do homework, teach dance, take care of the animals and do the dishes. It's not really a whole lot, but I take care of my responsibilities and it makes me mad that he apparently thinks I just sit around and do nothing all day. Especially considering I already feel worthless enough not having a job. Though I don't mind not working. With the part time dance teaching and schoolwork I was way to stressed out while also working a forty hour a week job. Plus we agreed I wouldn't get another job since we're just planning on moving in July. *sigh* I should probably just talk to him about it, but right now I'm just steaming in my own frustration lol.
*whew* I think that's all. It did feel wonderful getting all that off my chest. Can we just fast forward like ten years? Hopefully by then I'll be debt free, nice job (maybe published author? heehee) children, house.....being young really isn't as exciting as people make it out to be.
So my parents are moving. They've lived in the same house (where I grew up) for fifteen years and I just can't imagine them living anywhere else. They're moving to Michigan, just outside of Detroit. It's so very odd. My dad did need a new job though. His company was bought out two years ago and they cut his salary by over 20%, took away is bonus, and generally started treating him like shit. This new place is increasing his pay from what it used to be and all sorts of other good stuff. It really is good for him, just sucks that it's so far away. My sister is moving with them too. Apparently my brother and his family are going to move out that way too, as it's getting too expensive to live in Chicago on only one income, but I"m pretty skeptical as to the truth about that. I think he's just been trying to appease my mother's hopes. Maybe not though, I need to call and ask him. With me and Jared (my husband for those who are new) moving in July she's trying to get us to move out that way too, but Jared is pretty against it. He says it's too cold and boring there. Which I told him was really stupid because Chicago is also really cold there.
Anyways, it's all just really sudden and crazy. I'm also just really sad that my childhood home is being sold. I've gone home a few times by myself to visit family and it's always left me feeling so at peace. I had this big tree I carved my nae into and would sit under to write in my journal. It also has this big wooden swing I would spend hours sitting on and thinking about life in general. To never be able to go back and reminisce makes me pretty sad. Not that it's sold or anything yet. Mom is staying in Illinois until the place is sold and then she'll join my dad.
In other crazy news, my sister got in a really bad car accident last week. She's completely fine besides twelve stitches in her arm from glass cutting it open, but it was still pretty scary. She was driving pretty fast down a country road, glanced down for a min, looked up and then swerved to miss something in the road, lost control of the car and flipped it two times. Her car is completely totaled too. Scared the crap out of me when my dad called me. To make it all worse I can't go home because my license is technically suspended so until I have my court date it's really not safe to drive that far.
Grad school is winding down for the semester. I don't think (I know) I'm not graduating this semester, but I should only have to redo one class. These two classes I'm in are at least going really well. I should get a B in both of them, no problem. All I've been doing the entire week is homework. I wrote quite a bit of our group project paper and my part for another group project. Next week we'll have presentations and then two tests. It will be wonderful when it's all over.
Been exercising every day again. The elliptical has become my friend. I'm pretty determined to loose the weight this time. It's so grueling with my stupid low metabolism, but oh well. I've just resigned myself to the fact I won't loose weight or stay skinny unless I'm running every day in some capacity. Annoying, but I'll deal.
Needless to say, I really haven't had any time to write. My novel has taken a bit of a backseat to school and I'm not sure if I want to pick it up again. We talked about hobbies versus skills in class last week and they said "something you're passionate about, but not very good at is called a hobby, not a career choice." My heart kind of sank and I wondered if I was being delusional about this writing thing. However, when that doubt hits I look at my tattoo and remind myself I won't know unless I try. So, I'm still going to write it, but it's not at the top of my to-do list.
Jared and I are doing pretty good. This year has been pretty easy going for our marriage. Granted I feel like it's a good year, then rough, good, rough, etc etc. I'm just thankful it's good at the moment, because I don't think I have the emotional reserves to deal with us not working. He has been ticking me off lately though. The other day he said I never did the dishes (off handedly in a conversation, not as a complaint), and then the next day he came home on break from work and was surprised I was awake. "It's a miracle" were exact words I do believe. So essentially he's been calling me lazy. I know he likely doesn't even know he's hurt my feelings, because men are ignorant, but I'm still irritated. I run every day, do homework, teach dance, take care of the animals and do the dishes. It's not really a whole lot, but I take care of my responsibilities and it makes me mad that he apparently thinks I just sit around and do nothing all day. Especially considering I already feel worthless enough not having a job. Though I don't mind not working. With the part time dance teaching and schoolwork I was way to stressed out while also working a forty hour a week job. Plus we agreed I wouldn't get another job since we're just planning on moving in July. *sigh* I should probably just talk to him about it, but right now I'm just steaming in my own frustration lol.
*whew* I think that's all. It did feel wonderful getting all that off my chest. Can we just fast forward like ten years? Hopefully by then I'll be debt free, nice job (maybe published author? heehee) children, house.....being young really isn't as exciting as people make it out to be.
