Sunday, August 28, 2005

Very long trip down memory lane

Man am I getting excited about moving into my big beautiful house. I spent some time packing up boxes this weekend. Getting everything all organized and ready to go. It made me think of the last time I moved out of some where. I was in such a hurry to get out of that house, everything was thrown into what ever box they hit. I couldn't find anything for quite a while. It didn't help that I stayed with my boyfriend at his apartment for 6 weeks before we got to move into our rental house. Kind of like a very long lay over or something.

The reason I had to move out of that house so quick was because things had gotten really bad between my then roommate and I. *Makes me glad that current girl roommate and I made amends.

It all started because I started up a separate blog. One just for myself. It was not public and no one else had the address to it. Well that particular blog was one for venting. Kind of like how I do here when I'm frustrated with things. When ex-roommate and I didn't see eye to eye on things, instead of making a big deal out of it, I wrote. I let all my frustrations out through the keyboard, and got on with my life.

One day, she went digging through the computer's history and found that blog, read it, and freaked out. She claimed that I made fun of her most inner thoughts. Her dreams and her feelings. I can understand that she would be upset. If I found a blog where some one vented about me, I would be upset too.

Problem was I didn't make fun of her inner thoughts and feelings. All I did was vented about normal every day shit. And who the hell was she reading it any way? Oops sorry, starting to feel the emotions from it again.

Well we both said we were sorry and tried to move on with our lives. Tried to get over things. The guy I was seeing at the time and I were having some issues. I decided to move on and away from him. I'm not proud of the route I took to get away from him, but that route did put me here where I am now.

In the process of leaving the ex boyfriend and getting to know my current boyfriend better I went through some rocky times emotionally. Thinking I had a friend there to lean on and to confide in was my mistake. I confided in her how I was feeling. The pain, the hurt from the ex and all the thrill of the new.

Little did I now she would take everything I told her and use it against me. She started her own blog. Found it one day. It kind of vented about me. It had some stuff in there that was justifiable. But a lot of what she said wasn't true. Not true stuff at all. Horrible mean nasty vicious lies.

Then I find out that she spent a few hours with new/current boyfriends best friend and talked all kinds of shit about me. About what a horrible person I was and why I should be dumped. I almost lost my sweet boyfriend over that incident. I mean I had finally got something good going on in my life and she tried taking it away from me.

It was then that I decided it was time to move out. (Believe me when I say that there is much much more to this story. These are just the basic hilights) There was no saving that friendship as long as I lived in the same house as her. So it was time to pack up my stuff and move on with my life. I remember leaving as fast as I could.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

What a great week

Girl roommate and I have been hanging out quite a bit lately. Her man got put on the swing shift, so he leaves the house at about noon and doesn't get home till really late. My man was on graveyard for a week. He left at about 7 and didn't get home till way after I went off to work. So it was just us girls for a while.

It makes me feel more relaxed these days since I decided to "get over" some of my negative feelings. I can't change people. I can however demand some respect.

Yesterday was so much fun. I called in "sick" to work so I could hang out with my man and spend some quality time with him. I was really missing him since he was on the night shift. We spent the day doing some shopping. Bought our refrigerator. We pick it up the day after we get possession of the house. We got a hell of a deal on it too. We spent weeks shopping around and comparing. Believe me. We did good.

Then we got home and got ready to go out to this country bar for some dancing. It's about 45 minutes from our house. We pull up to this bar and the parking lot was empty. Huh. Now what. So we go to some random bar and they are doing kareokee. FUN! Girl roommate has an awesome voice. She is just extremely shy about it. Boy roommate is a hell of a singer too. I sang, but I suck. Had fun though. The kicker was when boyfriend got up to sing. He sang a song he hasn't sang before. Gary Allan "Her Man." Watching him up there made me all teary eyed. I love him so much.

Ahh.... Good times.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Putting the past behind us

Last night Boyfriend and boy roommate went out shooting in the woods. Being all manley and talking about boy things. So girl roommate and I decided to go out and do some girl things. It was actually quite fun.

During the course of dinner we got to talk about a lot of things. Get them all "aired out." It was really good for us. She seems to really understand that this house she is moving into is MY house. I will be the female in charge of decorating and furnishing. I will be the queen bee here. She is a tenant renting a room from us. That is all. She has no say on anything.

I must have been especially clear on such things these past few weeks. She would suggest something or ask something about the house and I would either correct her suggestion with how things are going to be or I'll inform her of what I've decided.

Boyfriend doesn't care too much about how the place is decorated. He doesn't care too much about the whole moving process other than the fact that we get to move into our own house. That gives me free reign.

Our house has 4, yes that's right, 4 bedrooms. The master bedroom is huge. We are renting out two to the roommates. That leaves one more room. I thought that turning it into a guest room would be the most logical thing. Boyfriend told me that I get to turn it into my art room. That way I'll have some space to work on my scrapbooking, and practice using my sewing machine. A place to put all my hobby stuff.

I guess that when we have guests over we can move the futon into it (so yes Jenn-ay, you will have a private place to stay). But in the mean time, that little chunk of space is mine. *Picture me jumping up and down, spinning in circles in the middle of an empty room*

Three weeks from yesterday we sign the paperwork and get possession of the house!

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

John Hancock

The other day boyfriend and I signed some more papers on our house. By some I mean a million.

Seriously.

There were four stacks of papers we had to sign and return to our mortgage company. By the end of the signing expedition I realized I was leaving out letters from my name trying to hurry and finish scratching out my John Hancock.

We also had to gather up an additional million pieces of paper work to prove that we have bank accounts, 401 k's and are not alien life forms from another planet. I spent hours copying papers. Used up almost all of our printer ink.

BUT WE GOT IT DONE!

We'll probably have one more set of papers to sign until September 9th when we close with the escrow company. Then we are home free.... Literally.

Boyfriend and I have decided for at least the first two weeks, we are staying at the house by ourselves. That will give us some time to unpack our stuff, decide where things are going to go and DO IT IN EVERY ROOM IN THE HOUSE before our roommates even get a second chance at trying to ruin it for me. I've already had one roommate ruin the christening of something important. I don't want it to happen again.

Other than that, I saw a lot of really good friends today that I haven't seen in quite a while. I saw a lot of the crew from the jail job I worked at. We all went out and had beers together today. After beer and conversation, we went over to a different friend's house for dinner. We had a blast. Their little girl was the sweetest little thing in the world. Made me want to have one of my own someday.

On that not, before I get all carried away, I should probably sign out. I can sense some weird emotions inside me right now.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Princess Tammy

Yesterday, boyfriend and I went to this renaissance fair to go watch my favorite Auntie get married. Everyone was even dressed up in renaissance costume. I had a somewhat princess type dress on.

It truly was a beautiful ceremony. It wasn't your traditional wedding where the bride and groom get all fussied up and march down an isle. It was held outside by this little creek in the shade. (shade being important because it was HOT outside.) There was a group of people that were part of this inner circle. We all had our auras cleansed of negative energy with sage. Once we were purified, we formed our circle.

Part of the ceremony included calling upon the elements of the North, South, East and West. They symbolism earth, water, fire, and wind. (I think, I'm close on that any way) deities each took turns calling them into our circle for the ceremony. Everyone who was part of the circle held hands to complete the circle.

Then the lady who married them tied the not (seriously) around their hands. It was really cool and touching at the same time. I got teary eyed during the wedding which doesn't surprise me.

After the wedding, we all went to the ale house for a couple beers. After that we watched some jousting and some sword fights. The fair was so much fun. Exhausting because of the heat, but fun. The costumes were outstanding. I could have happily sat in the shade and just watched people for hours.

I'm really glad my Auntie had this type of a wedding. I had no clue how much fun these types of fairs are. Plus her wedding was extremely unique and suited to them specifically.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

La da da da da da, la la la la la.

I'm so excited about getting into my house. We close in exactly one month from today. I found out through our realtor and through our mortgage gal that Monday the interest rates went up a little and that the houses in the development went up $5000. We got in just in time. FIVE GRAND instant equity. Woo-hoo.

Well there is peace in the house these days. Girl roommate offered no apology. I don't think I'll get one, so I won't expect one. I'll let it go, seeing as how my tantrum expressed my feelings perfectly. I will, however, remember this little episode.

Instead of concentrating on having hurt feelings, I have so many more wonderful things to focus my energies on. I catch myself daydreaming about our house. How to decorate. Which cupboards everything is going to go in. How soon is too soon to start packing up the house? If I had my way, everything would already be in boxes.

I know, I know on and on about the new house. I might be boring some of you, but this is huge for me. I can't help but share my excitement.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

New house blues?

Well no, not really blues. Just being a little pissed off at the moment.

We went out to the house Friday after rushing home from work. We wanted to show the roommates and the boyfriends little sister the house before they took off for the weekend. Little sis was really excited about seeing the place, roommates kind of protested a little and drug their feet.

We finally get everyone out to the house so we can show it off and share how happy we are. Boyfriend and I were standing at the window checking out the view when he looks at me and says "They're doing it."

Confused, I stare at him for a minute when it all sinks in. Boy roommate went into the bathroom to change out of his work clothes so he didn't have to drive in them for 6 hours. I thought girl roommate was checking out the house.

Guess I thought wrong.

Now this house is brand spanking new. We will be the first owners of this house. The night we get the keys, we were planning on bringing an air mattress, some candles, a bottle of wine and some fruit. We were going to "break in" the house that night.

Seeing these plans go up in smoke, I pound on the bathroom door and start hollering at them. Stomp around the house and slam the doors for a few minutes being all pissed off.

Boy roommate finds me stewing on the back porch. He talks to me to find out why I'm pissed. He tells me that they were fooling around and hadn't gotten to the doing it part. Apparently me screaming at them through the bathroom door killed the mood. He says he's sorry and didn't even think about that. He understands where I'm coming from.

I laugh a teary eyed laugh and say that I know it sounds funny that I wanted to be the first one to do it in my brand new house. He reassures me that it's not funny and he is totally sorry. That they didn't even get to the good part.

I sigh. He really is a good guy. At least he came over and talked to me. He apologized and understood me. No point in being pissed off for too long. I forgive him, we hug, we move on.

I join the rest of the group on the front porch. We start talking about the house some more. I realize girl roommate isn't any where to be seen. She was hiding. No apology, no asking me why I was stomping through the house, nothing.

Still mad at her for her total lack of disrespect.

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

And I'm back

Ok, ok I know it's been forever since I last wrote. I've just been so busy. Time has just flown so fast. I haven't even had much time to sit down and read the writings of others out there. I've missed reading and writing so much.

Lets see.... what have I been up to. Well for starters my boyfriends little sister is in town. She's been here for almost two weeks. We went out to the ocean and went camping. Brought some friends and my dog with us. Had a blast... except for when I accidentally dropped the whole watermelon on the ground and it broke into pieces.

Last weekend Ivan and I treated each of our parents to a weekend at the Enchanted River Inn. This wonderful bed and breakfast out in Leavenworth. It was an awesome weekend. It made my heart feel really good seeing our parents together. Knowing that forever won't be so hard since our family gets along so well together.

Then... On the way home from Leavenworth, on impulse, we stopped by a housing development. Just seeing what kind of houses they were building out there. We came across an agent just as we were getting ready to go and she let us in to look at some places. Well... we found one we liked!!!

Well, we made some phone calls, signed some papers and got the ball rolling.

We will be home owners in 6 weeks!

I'm so excited. This house is HUGE! I'll be a resident of Sultan. I can't wait. I want to move in right now.

Anyway though, I should have more time to do some writing. I can't wait to get back to my reading.

I wish everyone a good night. I hope all of yours is as good as mine.