All of this traveling has worn me out and left me vulnerable to whatever is going around. I’m sick again and not sure if it’s a cold or the flu. I caved and took some medicine, but nothing seems to be helping. It sucks. I hate having a sore/scratchy throat and a stuffy/runny nose. And it’s so warm outside, but I can’t go out to do much of anything because I don’t want to get worse. Ugh!
The move has been good so far. Ethan is feeling much better now and seems to be adjusting well. Whenever I ask him about being here he says he likes it, but says that he misses his kitties. Unfortunately we couldn’t take the babies with us. Our car is very small (a two door) and barely fit the four of us plus some of our belongings. There was no way I could have fit the carrier in the back. Not even on my lap. I tried calling the lady we adopted the kittens from and explained my situation, but she wasn’t trying to hear it. I refused to take them to a shelter so our only other choice was to leave them with family. So Juan brought them downstairs to his uncle. Mil calls from time to time to get updates on them. It just kills me that we had to leave them behind, but when we were planning the move we knew it was going to be impossible. Even if we left behind all of our clothes and placed the carrier in the middle of me and Ethan (where we packed the clothes), the carrier still wouldn’t have fit. And if I put the carrier on my lap the front seat wouldn’t go all the way back. There was just no way. I’m sure Juan’s uncle will provide a good home for them though. I promised Ethan that once we get settled in we would get him another kitty. I almost cried when he told me “I want two orange ones. Just like Sookie and Sprite.”
This move wasn’t easy, but it was definitely for the best. We’re all happy and content and that’s all that matters. We miss certain things and certain people, but sometimes you have to sacrifice a little to accomplish certain goals. It’s not easy, but it gets better as the days go by.
Sometimes I forget where I am. It’s weird. I’ll be sitting here thinking to myself “Man, it’s quiet out there tonight.” Then I remember that I’m here. Not there. It’s definitely different over here. Time goes by much slower. That’s good though because now I get to actually enjoy my days. Over there they went by so fast and I constantly felt like there just wasn’t enough time in the day. I can definitely get more accomplished over here. Even with me working.
Speaking of which, I have a job interview tomorrow. The guys already have jobs. Damn good jobs too. Seriously, within three months (seriously, just three!) ALL of our debts will be paid off (ALL of them) and we’ll even have enough money left over to buy some new furniture. I really want to start the new year off with a fresh, clean slate. No more debt. No more drama. No more problems. I’m almost 30 years old. It’s time I settle down and try to enjoy life. It was hard to do before with all of the stress. Now that most of it is eliminated I can easily relax.
Oh and one more thing before I go. I hope that I didn’t offend anyone with my last VeganMoFo post. It really wasn’t meant to offend anyone. I wrote it while in the process of packing and cleaning and preparing for this BIG move. I just sort of put all of my feelings down in Wordpad (some of it was actually copy/pasted from an older journal entry, but I modified it a bit) and called it a day. I probably should have worded it better. A lot better. But those of you who know me know that I’m not exactly good with words. I tried to lighten it up a bit by making a joke or two, but somehow I don’t think people found humor in it. Hey, I’m not perfect. But I meant well.
Anyway, I’m going to try and get some rest. Maybe I’ll post some photos tomorrow?
Good luck with the interview :)
I’m glad the move is going well everyone gets drain after a move hun