So much to write about. Like… three days of craziness. x.x

Tuesday the Triumphant

Tuesday was a day of complete and total kick-assery.

Once Zane left for work the day started with posting my blog for Monday followed by cooking oatmeal so there would be easy breakfast meals for Zane during the rest of the week. I started laundry, then went about cooking dinner so all of the meal stuff would be done.

I called the leasing office to find out about the application fee. It isn’t waived for students, because they’re lame. It has to be a $50 money order, which isn’t bad. Just have to go to the bank for it first. Cool.

The laundry was ready to be switched by then, so I did that. I started working on my yearly review information, which meant reviewing my yearly goals. I wasn’t able to do two of them. The art show was never held this year, so there was no way I could do that one. And the other was to host the 3D Blitz event which I didn’t have in me to do this year.

I found out that all of the classes I have been taking, all 13 of them so far, have to be entered manually into the system we use as work. Shoot me in the face now. ;-;

That’s going to be either my Friday, or one of the first things I take the time to do at work next week, so it’s out of the way or at least started since it’s going to be a bit of a process.

While I was looking at all of those files, which are stored on my Google Drive, I went ahead and did some final management. Mostly deleting garbage off my Drive that I don’t need anymore, though I did move some folders around and restructure a bit.

I printed off the form to change my voting party, filled it out, and got it packed away into a filled out envelope. And that’s are far as I’ll go into it because I actually am not all that big on politics.

I replied to several messages on Facebook and reached out to several people I haven’t “spoken” to in a while.

Cloths were done drying by then so I went to retrieve them AND put them away. /flex

I took time to eat lunch, but only because I added it to my to-do. Otherwise I’m sure I would have kept going, forgetting the fact that, oh yeah, I need food.

I emailed another company about the certification testing I’m trying to accomplish… still no word back from them, so I’m feeling like it was wasted effort.

I worked on my cross stitch project after that since it wasn’t even 1pm yet and I was already feeling like the productive badass that I am.

Around 1:30 I showered then headed outside with my phone and headphones, music playing in my skull. I went to the LA gym and canceled my membership. It was actually a super painless process. No need to talk to a pushy trainer who was going to try to convince me to stay. If I want to renew my membership at the same rate I have until March next year to do so. We’ll see how it works out, but I think I’ll be happy with going back to the Y.

From there I walked over to the Publix near the apartment because there was some stuff that we needed to get, and I didn’t feel like waiting for Zane to get home to do it. It was a decent walk, just under a mile there and back, not including the distance I walked in the store. By the time I got home I was pretty done with moving though. My shines were acting up, most likely from running the day before.

Zane came home and agreed to go out with me to mail my voting registration and to see if we could make it to the bank in time to get a money order. No dice on the bank. We got there at 6:05… They close at 6… So much lame.

We ended up coming home and watching a few episodes of Arrow, and that warped up my day. I didn’t sleep well again, and ended up on the couch. I think if I had put ice on my shine I would have slept better, but it was hard to get to sleep and stay there. Seems to be the story of this week…

Maybe I’m just so amped from being on vacation and away from people that I subconsciously don’t want to miss any of it, and feel that sleeping through any part of it would be a waste… I wouldn’t put it past my brain to do / think something like that…

Wednesday…
Because Everything Needs Balance

Wednesday was the total counter to Tuesday. For all that I got done Tuesday, Wednesday started off rough and didn’t get much better.

I woke up with Zane so we could have some time together in the morning, but I was so tired from not sleeping well that I didn’t eat, hardly drank any water, even skipped out on my coffee, and went back to sleep in the bed pretty much right after Zane left for work. I didn’t get out of bed until around 11, and by then it felt like the day was over.

I worked on my art homework a bit. I poked around at doing a digital painting, but ended up going back to a traditional concept that I had earlier last week. It was nice using pencils, but it was hard to stay focused on it when I still felt so tired. I cut up the onion and mushrooms I had gotten at the store on Tuesday, but never got around to cooking with them. I tried to get Spotify to work on the xBox, but that was a pain in the ass that I ended up giving up on.

Seriously… all I wanted was to listen to music on good speakers… ;-;

John, one of my roommates, was home for most of the day as well, which wasn’t a huge deal. Not as big of a deal if he had been home Monday. I’ve been able to get a decent recharge so far, and he was fairly quiet, so all things considered it wasn’t that bad, just mildly annoying.

Zane and I had a spat in the evening. It happened right before I went to Frank’s house to look at the bike he has for sale, so I sat in the car and cried for a bit, went and did my social thing, then came back home.

I really like the bike, but there’s a whole story involving it for today, which I’ll get to. The main thing is that I was locked out of the apartment when I got back.

Since Zane has been using the car, I took my house key off of my key ring, so if I needed to go somewhere I could still get in and out of the apartment.

I guess Zane went to sleep after I left to see Frank, and Trevor went out, locking the door behind him. With the way our apartment is set up, if you have your door closed you can’t really hear someone knocking on the door. And with Zane being asleep he didn’t hear my messages. It took about 10 minutes before he woke up and let me in.

When he did there was no “hi,” no, “sorry.” There was literally nothing as he walked back to the bedroom and shut the door.

I felt like less than a roommate. And with the way I had left the apartment earlier it super sucked. Hardcore sucked. And the night didn’t recover.

I worked on my abstract piece for a bit, trying to accept the hurt I felt. Eventually Zane woke up. We watched two episodes of Arrow together. I didn’t finish my homework like I should have.

I eventually went to the room to try to sleep while Zane kept watching episodes without me. He came into the room at some point to get his cloths for the morning, saying he wasn’t tired and most likely wouldn’t sleep that night. I asked if I would see him before he left for work. He said yes, he would wake me up, but that was it for the most part.

Part of me felt alone, but a larger part of me was glad for the space. I still hurt a lot, and there really wasn’t a way to fix it other than to let me get over it on my own.

And that was the end of Wednesday. Shitty is the word that comes to mind when I think of it.

Thursday and the Bike Adventure

Today has been an amazing, if momentarily frustrating, day.

Zane did kiss me goodbye this morning, but I stayed in bed, once again having slept poorly. I woke up again on my own around 9:30 feeling more rested. I got to work finishing my abstract piece since I wasn’t hungry at the time.

Once I did actually want to eat I made eggs and had them on a slice of toast with pepper jack cheese accompanied by my cup of coffee. I figured out how to use Pandora through the xBox so I was able to listen to my music the way I wanted to. John and Trevor had both left for work by the time I woke up which left me alone for the whole day. It was fantastic.

After eating I went back to working on my homework. Around 1 I was done with all of my artys stuff and ready to start tackling everything else on my list.

Since I wanted to get a feel for the bike I got from Frank I decided that I was going to bike to the bank for the money order and stop at the post office for stamps since those two places are literally right beside each other.

Queue bike adventure…

Everything started out fine. I had tested the bike at Frank’s place, and again when I had first gotten home since I had to take off the front wheel to get the frame to fit into my tiny little car. Everything worked fine. It still worked fine as I rode down the length of the apartment complex.

As soon as I turned onto the side-walk though it felt like I was dragging 5 billion tons of bricks behind me. Figuring it was something silly I was doing I kept going, playing with the gears and trying to get back to the mild resistance I had had before.

About a half mile down the street I gave up though. I stopped, got off the bike, and looked to see if there was something wrong with either of the wheels. To my surprise there actually was. The back wheel was literally pressing into the frame. There had been so much friction from my trying to ride through it that the frame actually burned me when I touched it because it was so hot.

What the f?

I have no idea how the wheel got off alignment, but I didn’t have any sort of tool with me to adjust it, and there was no way I could go the other 3 miles, much less get back home, with how much resistance the wheel was giving me. I don’t think the wheel itself would have survived and I didn’t want to mess it up.

So… I turned around and walked / dragged the bike with me. Not cool, or fun, and hell hath no fury if I can’t figure out a way to get to the bank for this f’ing money order…

So I finally made it home. Zane has a bike, though the tires are flat… No big deal. I’ll put air in his tires and use his bike, and hopefully that won’t be a breach of trust or crossing any lines, since I can’t really message him while he’s at work.

I pumped the tires full, tested them out, they seemed fine, went back inside for like 10 seconds before I heard a pop and the sound of a deflating balloon…

I went back out and the front tire was flat…

I was reminded of Robin from Young Justice. “Stay whelmed.”

At that point I had an idea and was like, “Why the hell not? The worst that will happen is it won’t work.”

So I took the front wheel from Frank’s bike, put it on Zane’s bike, and wouldn’t you know, it actually did work. I was able to take Zane’s bike all the way to the bank, got the money order, stopped at the post office for stamps, and made it back to the apartment without further incident. It was actually an amazingly nice bike ride through residential back way streets, with lots of sun and shade, and fresh air. It was roughly 8 miles there and back, so a light workout overall, but totally worth it.

Once I got back home I grabbed my application and went to the leasing office. I had to wait a little bit, but eventually I was seen and got the “add roommate to lease” paper for everyone to sign, and was told that we should know tomorrow afternoon at the latest if I’m approved or not.

Since I’ve never had an issue in the past I can’t imagine that I’ll be denied, but you never know, so I’m mildly freaking out over what I’ll do if I can’t get a parking decal for my car. Which is stupid because if I’m denied I’ll just keep parking in visitor parking until February when I can be added to the new lease anyway… Nothing to freak out over, except that I have to freak out over something and this seems like a perfectly illogical thing to sink my energy into, so currently that’s what I’m doing. : D

With that done I came back to the apartment to enjoy some “not moving for the next foreseeable ever” time. I went through all of the emails which had started backing up in my inbox. I made a post on my Facebook saying that I would be deleting my account on Sunday.

I feel like a lot of my time is wasted on Facebook. I mindlessly scroll through it, and to be honest I’m just tired of having it. If people want to get ahold of me they can text or email. I don’t want the account anymore, and the only reason I was holding on to it was for other people. It feels like noise, clutter, in my life, and I’m sort of done with it. So, yeah. Sunday is D-day and everyone has been warned about it.

Nothing personal, just a choice which I think will be good for me.

I emailed my instructor about my abstract piece since it was due on Tuesday, the day that sucked.

I’m ok if I get a zero on it. I’m happy with the way it turned out, and as soon as I get it scanned I’ll be posting it to my blog. I would still like her feed back on my work, though, which is why I messaged her. I haven’t received a reply yet, so hopefully I hear back from her tomorrow.

I also had several text messages that needed to be replied to, which I went ahead and did. Social obligations done. /flex

I sent an email to my mom asking for advice on how to mail things out of the country since she’s an expert at that, what with having two sons who were stationed overseas. She’s actually in Germany at the moment visiting my younger brother.

On the subject of deleting accounts. I deleted my Pinterest and Twitter accounts as well since both of those were collecting dust more than anything. There may be other accounts I go through and delete, but for now those are the main ones that I can think of that I want to get rid of.

After all of that was taken care of I felt pretty recovered from the bike ride, which meant I was ready to start attacking the apartment. I scrubbed the kitchen walls down and even washed the trash can. I want to scrub the floor boards still and super clean the floors. Past that will be cleaning the fridge / freeze and vacuuming the living room, but that’s all that’s left for the cleaning crusade. So close to being done. It’s awesome.

I also started doing the 30 day challenge again. We’ll see if I actually make it through the whole thing this time since I didn’t make it through my last go at it. I only made it halfway through I think.

Zane came home shortly after that. We decided to go out for dinner. We both seemed pretty recovered from Wednesday, and we wanted to do something out and about. We also needed to run to the store for a few extra things, like cat litter.

So we went to my sports bar. Zane didn’t eat most of his burger, so he has that for lunch tomorrow.

I told him one of the things I wanted to get at the store was a lunch box for him as a “happy employment” gift. He got a lunch box exactly like mine except it’s teal instead of purple.

We got everything else on the list, and now we’re back home. It’s 9:30-ish. I need to shower still, and proof read this because I’m sure there are typos everywhere, and while there are still things on my list that I didn’t get to today, so far I’m happy and proud of everything I was able to get done.

I’m super proud of myself for getting the bike to work. It was one of those situations where I wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and I didn’t, and it worked out after some troubleshooting.

Zane wasn’t upset that I used his bike, and he wasn’t upset that I messed up his tire. We actually got the back tired aligned again on Frank’s bike, but I’ll most likely still use Zane’s for the time being.

Tomorrow I’m going to try biking to school since I’m pretty sure I know a relatively easy way to get there. A way that doesn’t involve being on the main streets which are super busy. So I may not be needing Zane to drive me around. Instead I’ll use biking roughly 10 miles each day as my workout. We’ll see how it goes tomorrow. It will be the test ride.

I’m happy with today. I’m happy with this whole week so far, even Wednesday for as lame as it was. I’m happy with how much water I’ve been drinking. I’m happy with how much exercise I’ve been getting. How much sun and air, and I’m happy with all of the “life” stuff I’ve been getting done along with the recreational things.

I think I’ll be ready for work on Monday.