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This is how Barbara Streisand must have felt in Yentl…

29 Sep

I haven’t been being me. Which is the whole reason I ever decided to blog in the first place. I’ve been trying to keep it pretty clean, since I often comment on The Pioneer Woman and I know that’s gotten me some clickies, and I didn’t wanna scare any of those lovely people away.

But the truth is, I cuss. A lot. More like Jenny, The Bloggess than Ree, the Pioneer Woman. And that’s okay. I love them both. But I have to be Jo.Or I’ll never be able to blog about anything and I’ll have to keep all my weird thoughts in my head for fear of offending anyone and then I’ll get a huge headache from internalizing my struggles and then that’ll just suck. So yeah.

Well. That feels better.


All I need in life.

8 Sep

My dining set has finally arrived. I know I griped about the stupid shipping company and how they said they didn’t do stairs and all that but the guy was on time, and went against company policy and took it up the stairs for me. Thanks, dude!

But that’s not what I came here to write about today, I’ll post how putting it together goes when I get to it. I came to write about this…

The Nikon D3000. (It’s actually the 3100 but I’m too lazy energy conservative to go get the right picture)

I think it’s gorgeous. And the back of the camera isn’t super scary like most swanky cameras.

Now, this is why I need it:

1) My camera sucks. Really. It’s a digital camera by Polaroid that I can’t stand because everything comes out blurry. Also, if I use the flash the picture is too light or even too dark depending on how light my subject is. If I leave the flash off, I can’t see anything at all.

2) I have a gorgeous goddaughter that deserves to be photographed so I can plaster her face all over my cubicle but my camera never wants to work when she’s around.

3) Just the sight of it makes me really, really happy.

And I think that’s all that matters.

Move-In Weekend

17 Aug

This past weekend was move-in weekend!! yayyy! Even though I still haven’t spent the night there yet.

Yesterday, I headed over to my place after driving home from work and packing up a whole bunch of my shit from boyfriend’s. I think I’ve figured out how I want my bedroom to be set up, and I can’t wait for all the stuff my mom bought on overstock to get here.

Out of the two hours that I was in my place last night, I think only 45 minutes was actually spent DOING SOMETHING. The rest of the time was 1) me franticallythrowing my clothes off because I had just carried a huge suitcase, a duffel bag and 3 boxes up 2 flights of stairs in 100 degree weather 2) lying on the floor naked, begging mother nature to just skip to November because I can’t take it anymore (caveat: I’m already comfy enough to be nudie in new digs! But honestly, it doesn’t take much) and 3) letting it really sink in that I have my own place. It was great.

So now, I have to upack my stuff, find places for all my trinkets and figure out where the hell to put on my books, but such is life. And knowing me, none of that will probably get done until next weekend.

The Walkthrough

12 Aug

Yesterday, I saw my apartment. And I loved it. I’d been imagining how I would put things together in the floor plan that I had printed, but I could finally see it.

I’ll post pics as soon as I dig out my camera, but trust me when I say it was awesome. It’s not huge, but it’s not tiny like my room in my old place was and it’s all mine.

My feelings got the best of me yesterday and when I thought about everything that was happening, I started to cry . It was extremely overwhelming to think of all of my new responsibilities, and how far away my mommy is. But I know I can do this! And I am SO excited to start my journey.

I get the keys tomorrow after work. I’ll be moving in on Saturday. Let’s go!