10th time's a charm.

I am packing up all the junk I have accumulated and am moving it out of Leah's house this week. A month from today, she will be Mrs. Mullins, and her and Chris will be living in that house together.

First of all, I can't believe how fast the wedding date has arrived! The months flew by. Second, this will be the tenth time I've moved everything I own. My stuff is quite heavy.

I'm sorry, what was your question? Why, yes... I am looking to recruit all able bodied people with trucks to make my life a little easier... thanks for asking. ;)

I bought one of those huge plastic storage tubs with wheels from Walmart (along with a second, slightly smaller wheel-less tub) to pack my movies and books in. I first transferred my DvDs into the larger of the tubs and ran out of room just as I was getting to the top row of my shelf... so I had to put the rest into the second tub. I think my collection is a little excessive, I may trim it down some. It's kind of ridiculous.

As I was packing things away last night, Leah came home and we started taking down the old rooster decor that was used in the kitchen for so long and started putting up her own decorations. We also rearranged furniture in the living room and moved some of the better decor to different spots. It looks cleaner, bigger, and much less cluttered. LC is starting to put her own touch on things... she is already starting to look like a pretty little wife. :)

I am going to be sad to leave here. I absolutely love living in Ringgold. This house is in a great location and it is not at all far from one of my best friends. Not to mention, the house is pretty big for just two people... lots of room and privacy if needed. I am moving back into my Pawpaw's house with Ash. My Pawpaw doesn't live there anymore (he lives with his new wife) but he does still keep most of his things in the house. I am not sure how I am going to have all of my stuff fit in there. My stuff takes up too much room. His small but quaint house is pretty much the central location for our family... there is a lot of foot traffic on those hardwood floors. I do love that they are there often and I will get to see them more, but I am known for being less sociable than the rest of the clan; I like my privacy. It'll just be a change I will have to get used to again. (I have lived there once before.) A plus is that it is close to work, so less gas wasted and more time to sleep in. Also, my seester makes a great roommate, what with her culinary skills and all. ;)

Change. Ugh.


Movies seen in theater: 38
DvDs bought: 70

Anecdotes.

So I’ve got a few stories to share…

1. A few mornings ago, it happened to be storming furiously, which is not normal. Hardly anything ever wakes me up when I am sleeping, but this storm was so loud it did just that. Well, it partially woke me up anyway. So I was half asleep, half awake when the most monstrous noise I have ever heard came from the sky… and what was my first thought? “JESUS IS COMING BACK!” Right away, I started praying to God asking Him to forgive me of all of my sins. (I suppose last minute forgiveness is always a good thing! :P) I have always said I wanted to be alive when Jesus comes back so, in my head, I ordered, no, yelled at myself to get my glasses so I could see (without which, the world is a blur). 

At the time, it was all so real but I found it to be VERY humorous later. xD

2. I went to Walmart today and was looking for a place to park. The first aisle I went down, there was a car stopped waiting for someone to pack up and leave. I took the first spot I saw. It wasn’t close to the door, but it wasn’t too far that I’d be walking for days, so it was cool with me. This other car sat there forever just waiting… I guess they just could NOT walk a few extra steps and already be inside. Whatever.  So then I was on my merry way to the entrance when I saw a man park in a spot that was pretty much the front of the row. The car beside him happened to pull out and leave just as he finished parking. He then started up his car again and moved over one spot. ONE SPOT. 

America is lazy.

3. So, Ashley (my sister) and I are looking for a house to rent. We found a few hopefuls in the Sunday paper today and we wanted to check them out, so we called the phone numbers and got the addresses. We started with a few houses in Rossville. First of all, the drive to Rossville wasn’t very promising, so I wasn’t expecting much for the houses. We got lost at one point and I was seriously scared for my life. In daylight. With a possessed looking dog right outside of my car door. Not good. When we finally found where the first house was, we kept driving straight ahead. It was that bad. The second house was a little easier to find... It was a dump.

My advice to you: NEVER live in Rossville.

Anyway, I’ve been forming more characters for my book, and I am really, terribly excited! I’ve told a few people about some of my plans and they seem excited as well. If you don’t mind, I ask that you keep me in your prayers because I do feel that writing should be a big part of my life and I probably need all the help I can get. Thank you : )