While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight

I loathe moving. I like new places, but this is not a new place. It's an old place with less than exciting memories.

Living with people who are completely content with sitting at home, watching the tube and doing little else is frustrating. Living with people that share no common interest's with you is frustrating. Living with people that don't know what it's like to juggle work, school, friends, hobbies, etc. is frustrating. Overall, living here is frustrating.

Wesley was so fantastic this weekend (it's true babe) about getting a truck and a storage unit, staying up late Thursday night to pack as much stuff as possible into the front room of our house to be easily loaded on the truck which he had to get up super early on his day-off to go get, unpacking while I slept because work has me all screwed up and being understanding of me getting upset on and off throughout the entire move. I was pretty much useless about the whole thing, and for that, Wes, I do apologize.

I don't like asking peers for help, I don't ever ask my parents for help and it irritates the piss out of me to ask others' parents for help. Ugh. How embarrassing.

And how many times have we gotten the lecture, How to Save for Your Future: A Road Map to Financial Success by Mr. and Mrs. Landis... There are often more ways than one to accomplish something, I believe this is no exception. Just because a certain method worked for them does not mean that it is the method that I would so choose for myself, but I can't necessarily speak for Wes.

I don't see Wes and I as frivolous spenders. His mother felt the need to bring up the fact that I bought a kayak last summer and there won't be any of that kind of unnecessary money spending this time around. Mind you, I was making salary of about $38,000/year for 6 months last year ($16,000 for the time I was there). I think my kayak cost less than one week worth of work there. Wes' father, on the other hand, just bought a $900 bicycle and is a big fan of my kayak, so I doubt he share her views on that. Either way, I don't like being told how to spend the money that I earn from someone in there 50's that still makes hourly wage. Sure, a kayak may not be a necessity, but it sure as hell is fun!!!!

Anywho, I'll keep the complaining to a minimum because nothing 'bad' has happened yet... and I can't exhaust the priviledge to complain at least once in a while.

While unpacking today, I discovered two books that I didn't realize we had (er, that Wes had I suppose). One is Politically Correct and the other is something about travel, I can't recall the title. I haven't looked very far into Politically Correct yes but I'm sure the stories are from what the title suggests. I do plan on reading it. yayayayayayay! I'm almost done with The Chronicle's of Narnia and am excited to have something to begin immediately upon finishing it.