.oO(Sometimes I blur the edges.) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 09 July 2009: So, it's basically over. I am completely moved out of my apartment. I'm at Kat's now, looking somewhat angrily at the suitcases I'll have to sort through and organize before Monday. There are more items that need to be put into the truck, but I am considering just letting the military movers handle them... I am storing those in the Montero. After the military movers have collected all of my belongings, I can take the moving truck back to Uhaul, put my suitcases in the Montero, and bid farewell to Tampa. Doug does not think that, if I leave on Tuesday, I will make it to Phoenix by Friday. It is certainly possible, but he expressed is worried about my safety - and doesn't want me to push myself too hard and drive too tired. So, I will be leaving on Monday - shortly after the military takes my household goods. I am really hoping that it will be earlier in the morning. In fact, if they wake me up to do it? That would be okay. I know that I might not be able to get all the way to Baton Rouge (which is 11hrs, approximately, from my apartment... and was going to be my first stop. Well... somewhere in Louisiana) - but I'd really like to get a head start if I can on Monday, so that I can try to make a little better time without causing Doug to worry. Although I was somewhat indignant when he was expressing concern for my drive, I appreciate his concern. It's been such a crappy last few days, and when he implied it wouldn't be safe to push to hard and that he doesn't think I will make it to Phoenix by Friday, I head "You can't make it here by then." and, since everything seems to be pushing me around in life lately, I pushed back with an 'Oh yeah? I'll fking show you.' attitude. I know that he had my best interests in heart... I am just so frustrated lately. I want to be there so badly that I rally against anything or anyone who even implies that I might not be there when I want to be. I am just excited that, one week from today, I will be on my way there. I will be almost there. I am going to see Sara at some point tonight... Kat has a friend coming over, so I don't want to be in the way... you know. I'll most likely shower around 4pm and get dressed, out of my packing pajamas of the last two days. I have to decide where I want to smoke while I'm here... because she doesn't have the same privacy around the outside of her apartment as I did. Hmm. Maybe I'll heat up a little lunch and see what I can find. -Lisa. PS: I know that I am always thinking about him far too much, but it never seems to feel like enough. He makes me insane with how good he is. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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