These Are The Days...: It's Funny...

... to think about how different things were for me a few months ago. School had ended, I was miserable and alas found myself becoming someone I was not proud of. Lately however, I've been becoming more and more thankful for that slip up in my life. I learned so much about who I was, and what I wanted for myself. I was not afraid to make adult decisions that would benefit myself, and was also not afraid to have others not like those decisions. I used to be afraid to speak my mind and stand up for myself- but today as I ponder life and things of that nature, I realize that I've made it. My life is not exactly perfect right now, but there are aspects that come make it come very close. I have my health, an amazing man who adores me- and isn't afraid to tell me, a puppy who is on her way to being big enough to come home to me, and a roof over my head. However there are some things that would make my life just a tad bit better... A job, money in my account to go for a small shopping spree, an appointment to get my hair colored, and a relaxing vacation with no worries tagging along.

Sadly on the job front, well let's just say it's non-existent. I often wonder if I should have moved to some place with a better outlook after graduation, but then I think about how different things would be and am glad I didn't. I'm a girl, and would just really love to go buy a new pair of shoes or jeans or a new top and not feel guilty about spending my rent money. Same scenario goes for getting my hair colored, I can't tell you how long it's been, but again, rent money on my hair... no can do. And a relaxing vacation, I am happy to report, is coming up in 18 days. Hopefully all the worries and stresses can be left behind while I'm away.

Now that my venting session is over, here's an update:

This past weekend was spent with a road trip to Great Falls, Montana to move the little brother. Talk about a drive. Being crammed into a moving truck, 3 humans + 1 dog= tight quarters. Tension was running high among the members of this trip, including the dog (who became very antsy and attempted to lift his leg to pee on one of the hotel beds during our journey). Extremely early mornings, long stretches of rolling hills, and lots of "bonding time" left us all at our wits end as we arrived in Great Falls. Tears were shed, words were said and then we moved on, just like families do.
Upon arriving though, things moved pretty quickly. My brothers new neighbor decided to come out a greet us, and then pretended to be The Hulk and lift things out of the truck that he probably shouldn't have been lifting. I stayed in the back of the truck and moved things to be brought in by the guys. As I watched The Hulk do his hulk-like thing, I found that I became a nervous wreck because it was pouring down rain, he was wearing sandals, and kept slipping on the lift of the truck. I was waiting for a bloody nose or cracked skull, but when all was said and done, no injuries occurred- except for a few smashed fingers on my part.

Leaving was fairly difficult. It's hard to leave those you love behind. Saying goodbye has never been one of my areas of strength- although you'd never know because I don't show it (which I suppose could be said for a lot of other things as well). But knowing that Brody would survive on his own and that we would be in touch let the emotions subside a bit.

Here are some pictures from our travels: