Sigh long distance

Long distance relationships are really hard. There are days when I just want to pack everything I can into my little car and run away to live in Jarrod's bed. Hide from my job and my responsibilities. At least I can say I never think "is this really worth it?" its more "why does it have to be so hard?" The worst part of it all is I know that the way we are together at the moment isn't going to be changing anytime soon. Starting in February Jarrod will be working for a large company in South West Va for pay that will help him get out of debt sooner. I will be here working in a job I like for great bosses wondering how I am going to break it to them that I have to leave if Jarrod loves his job.

Its scary really, the idea of at least one more year of this. Spending every other weekend together if we are lucky. You would think that it would be the time that we are apart from each other that is the worst but it is not. The hardest part of being together but geographically apart is that kiss goodbye after time together. You get used to being apart, to only have phone calls and memories of each other to get by, you just get more involved in work or class, books or tv. Then you have that wonderful time together where you remember how nice it is to be close to someone. The warmth of their body heat when doing something as simple as watching tv. Waking up to the comfort of having them there breathing beside you. Being able to kiss them whenever you have the desire. Just being able to see their facial expressions when they talk. Then at the end of the last day of your time together it is all ripped away in a matter of seconds as their car drives away. The next day you wake up and your bed is big and cold and lonely. You have no one to snuggle with for that 9 more minutes of snooze time. He is gone and I have to wait a whole week til I can see him again at best.

Jarrod and I had a wonderful weekend this weekend even though we did pretty much nothing. Friday he beat me home from work, I gave him a tour of the house and we went to dinner at Chipolte. We went to a chipolte that I had not been to before and I am definitely not going back since the food just tasted like it had been sitting out forever. After that we went out to icecream at Ben and Jerry's where Laura gave us her discount. I had chocolate chip cookie dough it was delicious as usual. Then we went to Barnes and Narnes where I was disappointed to not find any more of the books in the Blackbird sisters mysteries I am reading and Jarrod bought a books on CD of CSLewis. After one quick stop at Walmart for a CD player we were back home cuddled in bed, him listening to his CD, me reading a book I already had. Lovely.

On Saturday we slept in until 11 which is really late for me. We had breakfast of eggs with ham and cheese. Laura joined us for a bit and we all went to the grocery store. As usual I overspent so walah that is groceries for the month. Laura then left, she was too busy for the likes of us haha. We then spent the day on the couch watching Bob paint happy trees and making crock pot beef stroganoff. In an attempt to be more social people I called my cousin and left him a message asking what he was up to for the night. To tell you the truth we weren't exactly the most disappointed people when we didn't get a call back. We went to another barnes and narnes in an attempt to find my next book then bought some movies at blockbuster. That night we watched crank (which was just terrible, what a bad movie) and went to bed.

Sunday after a breakfast of leftover apple crisp we went to the highland games and celtic festival. I expected lots of fun (since I paid damn 15 bucks a person). There were bands and shops and food. It was totally not worth the money. The fiddle competition was 3 kids, the dance competition was a slow almost amateur irish step (I swear I learned all those steps when I did irish steps for 2 weeks when I was 12), the sheepdog demonstration was canceled, the whiskey tasting cost 10 extra bucks, lord knows how much the beer cost, and every little tent vendor seemed to be selling the same thing. Jarrod and I left early very disappointed. We watched Finding Forrester and ordered Chanellos pizza. Then it was once again time for him to leave. I tried to take as long as possible in packaging up the leftover stroganoff and apple crisp. Trying to tempt him to stay at least for family guy, I get up early anyway. Eventually he got out the door and after 20 goodbye kisses was back on the road to Blacksburg. Sigh. Work is so hard the day after he leaves, I am hoping I can be more productive tomorrow.

Dinner with Dad Tonight!

I am so anxious about having dinner alone with my dad that I can't get anything done. What is up with that? Although I will admit the prospect of food at the country club is exciting last time I got a wonderful piece of lamb. In return though it is just me and dad, mono e mono. I will have to answer his weird questions and tell him about my life and listen to his lectures on what he thinks I should be doing. Not always exciting. Plus it will be a long drive to Williamsburg by myself.

I really need to get some friends in the area, counting on Laura is just not working out. Although I pretty much already knew that. Laura the riddle is all over the place. Plans just dont work for her. Would be nice to have someone with me to enjoy my dads corny company though. We needed to be a united front. O well.

Either way I am incredibly anxious. I swear one of these days I am going to give myself an ulcer with how stressed out I make myself. I am anxious about this weekend too. Jarrod is coming and we are going to a highland games and celtic festival thing. Should be a good time. I miss him soo much, this long distance thing just well blows. Oye

ARRRGGGHGHH

In the process of moving I realized the girl whose home I am taking is a moron.

So last night I went over there and talked to the leasing agent myself, got all the paperwork and settled what needs to be done. I then spoke with the other roomate who lives in Florida who is actually smart and easy to work with. I got all the paperwork ready and sent it to Florida roomate. I then emailed dumb roomate to let her know what is going on. She of course went on to tell me that the isn't what Florida roomate told her. I told her that is what leasing agent told me and what I talked to Florida roomate about.

I wrote her a long email explaning the process and bringing up the fact that OMG her dad has to sign stuff. She lets me know that her dad wont sign anything because she wont be living there. No shit she wont be living there but that doesn't change the fact that he is their cosigner and therefore part of the process because he has to approve the new leasors. There is no way to remove him from this lease there would have to be a completely new lease. I explaned that he has to and she writes me back to let me know she is in a back and forth with florida roomate but she will let me know what they find out . . .thanks for my help. WHAT THEY WILL FIND OUT!!! Are they going to find some hidden leasing agent that I don't know? Maybe find some way to screw me out of my money. I want to punch her in the face. This is settled just sign the stupid papers and go to China because the more you talk the more I am tempted to back out on you and leave you to deal with this WHILE IN CHINA.

So tired of dealing with morons.

thoughts on moving

So I can finally breathe. Renter # 4 is moving in and I will be fully in my new townhouse on Sunday. I have been slowly piece by piece, bringing over my stuff, which though it is more then can fit in my car, really isn't a whole lot. Hopefully my new renter decides that he wants what I have to leave but if he doesn't it will come too or I will sell it on Craigslist.

My big dilemma at the moment is whether I should get a dog or a chinchilla. I am a little bit gunshy on the whole chinchilla idea after Norman died so quickly. What if I am like a grim reeper to chinchillas? I don't know. Either way it will be better because I wont have to hide it. This place wont charge me for my animals. Jarrod doesn't want me to get a dog because it would have to be an outdoor dog if we have it later. Sigh so sad to me.

I did find out that the girl who I am taking the townhouse from is not the brightest crayon in the box. I don't know what she expected but she didn't tell the rental company anything about moving in and thought that we could just walk up there and switch over the lease. We get up there and the lady asks if we need help and the girl looks at me like a lost puppy. But o no I already did this for my apartment so I could take yours. This isn't my apartment yet so I will fill out the application and do the lease but only after you get your stuff sorted out. Of course it isn't as smooth as she thought there are papers to fill out and probably fees to pay. You can't just go by what some random leasing agent told you when you moved in, you need something in writing. So of course this will end up being a little bit of a headache but I just want to get in there. I will definitely be calling to get my gas turned off/switched. I may have to wait on electricity because I wont have a lease. AHHH this is so much that it is making my head spin. I hate things that stress me out.

The new roomate is awesome though. Like a combination of all my old friends. I am definitely excited for the future and for having someone to talk to when I get home.

New Place

The other day I went to go see the townhouse. It was wonderful! Just a little bit cat smelling. Brand new kitchen with nice appliances and a w/d in the kitchen. Then a dining room, a patio, a living room all downstairs. Nice bedrooms upstairs both with lovely bathrooms on top of the bathroom downstairs. It is so nice i told her I am taking it.

Then she offered to sell all her furniture for only 200 which is totally awesome because it is nice and then it would all be mine. Yay! Things are looking up. (unless my knight disappears on me)

Anxious

I am so crazily anxious. So the deal is I have a new townhouse to live in and some new guy has my apartment. He showed up my knight in pink shoelaces, barely looked at the place and said "I love it Im so stoked" I was obviously in complete shock at the responce being as he didn't even look at it and I hate it. Hopefully he will buy my stuff too because I could really use the help but I have to wait and see. He hasn't emailed me.

So now I want to move now! I want my new furniture and to clean my new place, and to meet my new roomate. But I can't. And I don't have a lot of boxes so I can't finish packing, I can't do laundry because in one week I will be doing it at my new place. Then I am leaving this weekend so I can't do anything about meeting, packing, cleaning this weekend. I am waiting on so many responses from so many people like how will I get my rent money back you terrible rental people and when will I sign my new lease. I am going to explode!

The good thing is I get to see my love in just 6 hours and we will be able to do work together basically but the whole point is to be together which is awesome. I hope all turns out well I just need to relax and enjoy my weekend.

Will I ever get out?

This is where my apartment situation is now:

Renter 1: Got me to decide to move out earlier then last minute found another place (the day she was coming to see mine

Renter 2: Came out to see the place and it was too small for her (no clue what she was expecting for 590 in the fan)

Renter 3: Is having weird issues with credit (asked do we have to go through your rental company or can we do this just with you) also she wants to live in my tiny apartment with her bf, decided she is a waste of my time but can't find a way to politely tell her don't come look this evening

Renter 4: Guy from I believe NOVA, coming to see place on Wednesday told me basically just needs place for a bed and a toothbrush. Sounds great might end up being my knight in shining armour

Now I am thinking Renter 4 may be the best because hes a guy and from my past experiences with guys as roomates these are the reasons why:
1. Guys don't mind small kitchens because usually guys don't really eat much more then microwave burritos, macaroni and cheese, cereal, stuff that can be thrown on a foreman
2. Guys aren't affraid of centipedes and roaches, they have a much easier time killing them
3. Guys don't mind if the place is not "cute", cracks in paint and not so level floors don't bother them as much
4. Guys feel more safe living on their own.
5. Guys don't need a dining room, just a place to sit and a tv to sit in front of

So I am praying that he saves me from the shithole I am living in right now. Last night while sorting through clothes (I am trying to get rid of stuff) my bottom drawer was full of little poops. This means one of two things; the drawer was open when norman got out or I now also have mice (awesome). Then this morning after feeling great because i got up early and was ready and had time for breakfast, giant centipede in kitchen with fat front legs. After an courage inspiring convo with Jarrod about how I am ridiculous I proceeded to hit it from the other room with a broom that had the dustpan connected to it. This of course did nothing because 1. He was in a corner and 2. I could not see him. I then being the brave little girl I am crept into the kitchen and slowly pulled the buy poison spray out from under the sink. I set it on stream instead of spray but somehow managed to hit him in the head (like a sharp shooter) he dropped to the floor and tried to run slowly. I smushed him with the broom grabbed a poptart and ran out the door. So not in the mood to pick him up when I get home but will have to as I have crappy credit renter 3 is coming. Definitely tempting to let her see it and hate the place (which might not even take the centipede) but I feel bad. Nuts.

O well cross fingers that someone takes it soon. Then I can live with a roomate in a non disgusting townhome/condo. Have real parking and get to work quicker. Pay less then I am paying now and have cable and internet. The possibilities are endless! I just need to leave the scary fan.

Someone needs to write songs about Kristin

There are like a million billion Kristin's out there since our name is so common and yet not a song written for us. So tell me why my sister has like 8million songs where her name in them and all I can find for my name is the caterpillar crawl. I am the leader of a pack of caterpillars. Awesome.

I look for Kristen's the other way and theres a song about a Kristen who killed herself and a song with no lyrics. So not fair. None of these are an appropriate theme song for me.