I'm back! I've been up since 2 am Utah time, so I'm probably to bed pretty soon here. Also, still have that nasty headache, only it's migraine level tonight and so I've got all the lights either off or on dim and the volume way down low on my computer.
Walked into my apartment early this afternoon and my first thought was, "Wait. Do I still live here? Did I walk into the right place? [check the number outside the door] Yup, right number... Whoa. So clean!" And immediately I knew that L and I are destined to be great pals (this is assuming we are ever home at the same time). The only problem with the kitchen the way she has it (she did some rearranging this weekend after the other girls moved out, which I'm fine with, mostly) is that the silverware drawer has been moved to the other side of the oven and I amn't sure how to deal with this yet. It maybe has to go back. The rest can stay and I'll be fine, but the silverware? Dood, I don't know if you can mess with my silverware.
So, yea. Clean roommate. Don't get me wrong, I have loved all of my other roommates dearly (well, there was Jadis, but we'll just pretend that one never happened), but none of them have ever quite been clean to my level. I deal with it, but dood. This is nice. So organized and clean.
Anyway, family vacation=fun. We went to Florida and did that Epcot (where Sister got "desperate" and flossed her teeth with a strand of her hair) thing one day and then that Typhoon Lagoon thing the next day and I came away the only one without a sunburn. Were we surprised by this? Not really. I guess I'm the only one who read the bottle of sunscreen that said it lasts only 80 minutes. I applied it once, but after that I didn't care to. Kind of I wish I hadn't put any on at all because I didn't tan as much as I would've liked to have done. Oh well. I'll just have to go sit outside a lot, I guess? I can do that. We also did the beach thing, but only for like an hour and dood. I think the Atlantic Ocean is my favorite ocean and I want to go back now. I'll even get in the water. Whoa.
Pictures on my other blog (or on facebook, if you're facebook friends with me). Some of them are pretty darned awesome, if I do say so myself. You will maybe notice that I really do have a fetish for flowers.
Meanwhile, Friday I have doctors appointments down in Santa Horhe, so I will either be flying down to Santa Horhe Friday morning (early) or driving down sometime Thursday (can't do that turbulence thing-ick). We hope this migraine/headache thing can be figured out, as well as that emotional, breaking-down thing. Both of which are happening far too frequently.
You'd think I'd have more stories to tell, but I do not. Sorry, doods. Maybe if I weren't so tired/headachey. Alas and woe is you, because that is not the case.
"I think I know how it is to be grown up; it's when you feel how someone feels that isn't you." -Frances Griffiths