Thursday, August 20, 2009


My trip to Illinois was a blast. It was great to see everyone, and Grandma and Grandpa were there. We got quite a bit of work done, and I am now quite proficient in wallpapering. Painting the ceiling kind of sucked because the paint was on the floor and getting off the bench to refill my roller was tedious. It would have been nice to have my own paint container, but Patrick and I had to share. Rachael and I got filming for her video done, and now I just need to edit it. I haven't been over any of the footage because we wouldn't have been able to reshoot anyway, we're stuck with what we got. Hopefully it's halfway decent.

I need to go to my storage unit soon, but I might wait for David and the weekend. I brought everything I could fit in Tonks back with me, which leaves a fews pieces of furniture and 3 boxes of china I inherited from my great-grandmother. I wanted to bring it this time, but I decided that not only did I not have the room in the Jeep, I didn't have room in the apartment, and what was the point of bringing it home to put in storage besides risking breaking something? We have a tentative closing date at the end of September. Finally, progress. My parents will come out sometime between then and the end of the year, and they can bring it with it them, along with the furniture we got from David's parents that I didn't have room for when I moved out here. Now we just have to wait for the VA inspector. I really wish the owner would pay attention to what her realtor told her about getting the house sold. She needs to maintain the yard and replace some boards. Wow. That's tough. But anyway. Worst case scenario is the VA inspector tells her she has to do those things and she does it then. It'll just take a little (lot) longer. But still, progress.

I'm tired, it's been a long day. At least they were able to change my appointment. They were supposed to make me an appointment with the doctor for a consult, and even the reminder card they gave me had his name on it, but somehow when I called to confirm they told me the appointment was with the midwife. All fine and dandy, except she wanted me to have a consult with the doctor, walked me to the desk and told them that herself. But somehow they were able to switch it over to Dr. Baer for the same time, which make me think the person I talked to was just crazy. Otherwise it would have been a very disappointing day.

I just found out who Rebel was. I had a slight inkling, but it still feels like a surprise. I wish Heroes wasn't so addicting. I should really get some sleep.