Ha, I have just recently discovered that my flight from basic has a group on facebook, kind of nifty I must say. It is nice to talk to them all again and reconnect, basic was a tough time but it was a good time for me and I miss a lot of the people. Good times, good memories and good people though I am glad I am not there anymore.
I think I am getting sick or something. I woke up with a nasty kink in my neck…or something is pinched, I’m not really sure of anything except it hurts. Then through out the day I have just gotten worse, I feel a bit clouded in general and a little snuffly and stuffy with a sore throat and a headache. I really hope it doesn’t get any worse, I really really hope it just goes away by tomorrow.
I have tomorrow off, yay Saturday, but I am teaching on Sunday again. Not too bad because I get an extra day of but I have discovered my supervisor would have given me the day of anyway so that I could unpack the uhaul and get fully moved. Oh well, hopefully it will be a while before I end up doing this again and it looks good that I volunteer for the extra stuff, right? Meh, Make it through the four hours of class and then I get a day off. This week will hopefully pass quickly. Monday is PT so it’s short, Tuesday will probably just be boring, and Wednesday hubby picks up the Uhaul and packs up! Then Thursday he is driving and I have Friday off and he will hopefully be here Friday so yay! He is thinking he will be able to make the drive in one day. Supposedly it is like a 17 hour drive straight up and that’s if nothing is closed off for weather and without bad traffic. His plan is to leave super freaking early in the morning and just keep driving until he gets here. I figure if he can make it that way he would get in at maybe 11ish at night? If he can’t it will still hopefully have him coming in Friday afternoon so we can get some stuff unloaded then spend a nice weekend hopefully relaxing. I think we will have to get a storage unit, at least for a bit until he can get his work thing straightened out and get his tool box taken there. That tool box is a pain that will follow us forever, too bad it is so necessary and too bad I am in a third floor apartment. I should have tried to get a first floor but I just didn’t want to move all of my stuff again. Hopefully after six months we will move or something but I doubt it. By that time we should have extra money floating around but we probably won’t have had the chance to save much. Probably be here for a year-ish unless the military moves me, bleh. Oh well, worries for a later time.
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