For weeks, months ... I have been forced to take a shower in this little, typical, mobile home shower. You know, just a cheap shower head with limescale build-up that shoots water in directions the water is not supposed to shoot ... absolutely nothing fancy - it sucks. I hate taking a shower in my shower! But then, today, as I was getting ready to go to the doc - I took a shower in my parent's shower.

It has a rainfall showerhead ... and was incredible! How unfair is that ... Of course they did pay for this house and I did not. I just live here for free. But I know that the day I move out is the day they get a new showerhead in "my" bathroom! How dare they!!! (It's a pre-emptive shout!)

But anyway - I did go to the doctor today. It was just the yearly type of exam ... nothing too exciting. For the first time in about 5-8 years, however, I did NOT have to get lab work done! It was great leaving with no bandaids or cotton balls taped to my arms. (I could have gotten a tetnus shot, as I am "due," but thought I would just try to avoid rusty nails.)

Tomorrow my plan is to call the dentist. yay. They are worse than doctors.

My dad also returns tomorrow. He has been gone on business all week - which allowed me to get away with so much! I have 6 pairs of shoes in the mud room, 2 coats hanging up, and my room is messy. I also have unfolded laundry in the dryer and I have not emptied the cat pan (I need to do that). When he returns though, the house will be cleaned up and ready to suck up! I want new "work" clothes!!! I do actually need them though. See, even though I have had this job (just in a different location), I did not have my own clothes. My mom is my size - or I guess I am my mom's size. That led to me wearing many of her khakis and other articles of clothing over the past year. A six hour travelling distance may put an end to that ...

I do not, on the other hand, need jeans, shoes, or tank tops! They are great pieces of clothing - but I just donated about 50-60 pounds of clothing to the needy. That's kind of a lot of clothes, isn't it?

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Wow! That was so exciting for all of my faithful readers ... I do apologize for the lack of interesting topics in my life lately! I think that moving to Memphis will help as I will have lots of new things to finally write about.

I am very nervous about living with a boy ... Dustin is your typical boy, too! He's messy, cluttered, and doesn't like it when I touch his stuff. But that's before we lived together. I don't know how it's going work when I actually LIVE with him! Before, I couldn't even THINK about touching his stuff! ...haha... If I tried to clean, he would get mad. ANECDOTE TIME:

One time, when Dustin lived with his best friend Gabe and Dawn, I couldn't even open his door to get into his room. I was honestly tired of visiting him because of the awful mess. It was awful. Dawn and Gabe were done too... So! Dustin went to class - and I did not have class. I cleaned. Hardcore! I put things where things logically go! You know, clothes in closets and drawers, papers in folders and in desks, trash in - well - the trash! I then vacuumed! His room was spotlessly clean and smelled nice. Dawn and Gabe were so happy - as was I. Dustin got home and he did not even care how nice it looked! He was annoyed because, "WOMAN! Don't touch my stuff!" ...

He really doesn't call me "woman" that often! And really - it was more of a joke than seriousness. He did appreciate the end result - but because a boy sometimes has a method to his madness, he could not find things. I had to help him. But now that I will also be living in his bedroom - won't it make it my stuff too? I just hope that we have a really nice, warm, inviting place ... and I can't wait to live with Dustin. I am expecting to do most of the cleaning - but he will take out the garbage! (Not that I believe there are "men" and "women" jobs - but because I really don't want to drive to the dumpster and throw the garbage over the wall!) If he does that and the dishes - I will be more than happy to vacuum and dust! ;)

I'm not 100% sure what to expect ... and it's getting SO close!!! I'm mostly excited. Yet, I do still have anxiety, nervousness, worry, sadness ... It's a big step - the biggest step we've ever taken! Mostly - I just simply cannot wait!

This was our first date! ... I can't wait to put a picture up of our first day LIVING together!