Today I started work at Little Caesars. And so did my love, Chris. I am an assistant manager and he makes dough. We aren't at the same store so it's not that crazy. I started getting sick yesterday and toady it wasn't any better. It was honestly (not to sound whiny) really hard to enjoy my day when I was distracted with being sick. But I didn't hate the work. Just my body.
Anyways...I am at this point hoping that I haven't ruined Chris's life because he doesn't like the job so far. I don't want him to resent me for getting him a job he hates. But I am very grateful for him today. When I came home, he had started thawing chicken for dinner (like I asked) and was doing a load of laundry.
I feel really lucky for him today.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
My new life (Days 1, 2 & 3)
I turned 18 four days ago and already my life is completely different. I moved 4 hours away from my family and friends. I love it here in Savannah, so don't get me wrong. But it's just a little scary being alone and only having one person to depend on. I am so excited to see what my life will be like for the next year.
Day 1:
Chris had come by the day before to get my things (except my dog, cat and clothes from the last week). I woke up at around 5 on Sunday and put everything in the car. I had to say goodbye to my home. There are so many memories in that house. I remember every time I cried, laughed and yelled in that house. I remember every guy that I brought home to meet my family. And I will never forget my last few minutes there. My step mom came and hugged me goodbye. The last thing she said to me was "give 'em hell" (speaking of the world). She has faith in me. She believes that I can do this. I got in my car with my sister and took her home to my mom. I hugged my mom and she was in tears immediately. Of course some of her tears were sad tears because she will miss me. But I know that she's happy for me. She's excited for the life I'm going to live. I went to tell my brothers goodbye and they were asleep. They woke up long enough to tell me goodbye. Joey just told me he loved me and would miss me and went back to sleep. And Nick sat in my lap and hugged me for a few minutes. The most heart wrenching thing I've ever seen was my little sister sobbing her eyes out. In the last couple years, we have gotten super close and it was hard for both of us. I sat there and held her for a while and we both just cried. Actually leaving was hard. It's one thing to imagine how something will feel before it actually happens. It's another to feel it and for it to be NOTHING like you expected. Leaving my family was exactly like that. My stepmom made me a playlist to listen to on my drive down. And I cried, for 3 hours. Every song either held a special memory or an important message (if not both). It was the single most amazing gift I had ever gotten. As I drove into Savannah listening to the song that is permanently inked on my skin, I had an overwhelming epiphany; this is my life. I drove up to my house and there was Chris, he had half the truck unloaded and (bless him), he was POURING sweat. I helped him unload the rest of the truck and it was terribly hot and I did not enjoy doing it. We got everything in to the best of our abilities. And then we went on our first shopping trip. We got everything that we needed (or so we thought) to get us started and I made us a delicious dinner. I won't lie, I got PLASTERED that first night. I cried and cried and drank and drank. And I slept in a house that is mine/ours.
Day 2:
I woke up and made french toast for my sweet boyfriend. We did a lot of unpacking. We watched a lot of movies and went shopping for our apartment. We picked up sushi and we sat down and had a LOVELY dinner. Chris insisted that we needed to put together our sound system. "It will only take 20 minutes", he said. ...it took him an hour and a half and it still wasn't completely done. He took 8 shots and had 2 beers so he was pretty drunk that night. I went to bed alone and Chris joined me after about 30 minutes of x-box.
Day 3:
I woke up this morning to an empty bed. Apparently in the middle of the night, I kicked Chris out of bed. Not intentionally, but he felt it was necessary to leave me alone because I was kicking him. I insisted that we go to Kroger to get some more breakfast food. We got things for pigs-in-a-blanket, cereal, a danish and other breakfast things. I made him breakfast and ate some and took a shower and I had taken some allergy medicine because my throat was hurting a bit and of course, it make me sleepy. But THIS medicine decided to make me sleep for 3 hours. And while I was sleeping, Chris, my sweetest baby ever, unpacked 3 or 4 more boxes and cleaned up our room. When I woke up, it was about 12 and Chris offered lunch and I ate some grapes. I did some laundry. We decided that we needed to get the internet up and running and so we did. We watched a little Netflix, I made us dinner and did some more laundry. We sat outside and talked with our landlord/neighbor Collin and we went inside and watched some scary movies and ate brownies.
I was a little behind since I didn't have any internet so that's why this is so long. Tomorrow, Chris and I start work!
Goodnight.
Day 1:
Chris had come by the day before to get my things (except my dog, cat and clothes from the last week). I woke up at around 5 on Sunday and put everything in the car. I had to say goodbye to my home. There are so many memories in that house. I remember every time I cried, laughed and yelled in that house. I remember every guy that I brought home to meet my family. And I will never forget my last few minutes there. My step mom came and hugged me goodbye. The last thing she said to me was "give 'em hell" (speaking of the world). She has faith in me. She believes that I can do this. I got in my car with my sister and took her home to my mom. I hugged my mom and she was in tears immediately. Of course some of her tears were sad tears because she will miss me. But I know that she's happy for me. She's excited for the life I'm going to live. I went to tell my brothers goodbye and they were asleep. They woke up long enough to tell me goodbye. Joey just told me he loved me and would miss me and went back to sleep. And Nick sat in my lap and hugged me for a few minutes. The most heart wrenching thing I've ever seen was my little sister sobbing her eyes out. In the last couple years, we have gotten super close and it was hard for both of us. I sat there and held her for a while and we both just cried. Actually leaving was hard. It's one thing to imagine how something will feel before it actually happens. It's another to feel it and for it to be NOTHING like you expected. Leaving my family was exactly like that. My stepmom made me a playlist to listen to on my drive down. And I cried, for 3 hours. Every song either held a special memory or an important message (if not both). It was the single most amazing gift I had ever gotten. As I drove into Savannah listening to the song that is permanently inked on my skin, I had an overwhelming epiphany; this is my life. I drove up to my house and there was Chris, he had half the truck unloaded and (bless him), he was POURING sweat. I helped him unload the rest of the truck and it was terribly hot and I did not enjoy doing it. We got everything in to the best of our abilities. And then we went on our first shopping trip. We got everything that we needed (or so we thought) to get us started and I made us a delicious dinner. I won't lie, I got PLASTERED that first night. I cried and cried and drank and drank. And I slept in a house that is mine/ours.
Day 2:
I woke up and made french toast for my sweet boyfriend. We did a lot of unpacking. We watched a lot of movies and went shopping for our apartment. We picked up sushi and we sat down and had a LOVELY dinner. Chris insisted that we needed to put together our sound system. "It will only take 20 minutes", he said. ...it took him an hour and a half and it still wasn't completely done. He took 8 shots and had 2 beers so he was pretty drunk that night. I went to bed alone and Chris joined me after about 30 minutes of x-box.
Day 3:
I woke up this morning to an empty bed. Apparently in the middle of the night, I kicked Chris out of bed. Not intentionally, but he felt it was necessary to leave me alone because I was kicking him. I insisted that we go to Kroger to get some more breakfast food. We got things for pigs-in-a-blanket, cereal, a danish and other breakfast things. I made him breakfast and ate some and took a shower and I had taken some allergy medicine because my throat was hurting a bit and of course, it make me sleepy. But THIS medicine decided to make me sleep for 3 hours. And while I was sleeping, Chris, my sweetest baby ever, unpacked 3 or 4 more boxes and cleaned up our room. When I woke up, it was about 12 and Chris offered lunch and I ate some grapes. I did some laundry. We decided that we needed to get the internet up and running and so we did. We watched a little Netflix, I made us dinner and did some more laundry. We sat outside and talked with our landlord/neighbor Collin and we went inside and watched some scary movies and ate brownies.
I was a little behind since I didn't have any internet so that's why this is so long. Tomorrow, Chris and I start work!
Goodnight.
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