still getting the hang of this....

Well these pictures arent really going to have anything to do with what i write but i took them a few weeks ago and wanted to put them in to make this a little more interesting.. I have not done a good job recently keeping up with this, but there has been a lot going on.

I still am unsure really what is going on with the job that I applied for a few months ago, so I decided to submit my application for another job, it is the first job that has really interested me since I heard about the first job. I will write more about it later, I want to make sure that it is even a possibility before I let myself get too excited about it. I will say one thing tho and that is that the job is in Arkansas. Which would be great.

I am really anxious to be back in a place of my own. I love my parents, and theres nothing really "wrong" with living here for a few months while I figure things out and all, but I am starting to get annoyed with boxes and storage containers. My clothes are the only thing that I have unpacked really. I have been living this way since May, and I think Its starting to get to me. I just want to be able to have my stuff put away and know where things are.

Those of you that know me really well, know that I am very organized, so you know how hard this is on me not to have all my stuff organized and knowing exactly where things are. I think when I finally get settled in somewhere I will be a lot more laid back and relaxed about having things in place.

Typically, I am the kind of person that has to have everything organized and put where it belongs before I can go to sleep. Its kinda ridiculous. But right now let me explain my room to you. I could sleep in "my room" the room that I had since we moved into this house when I was in the 5th grade, but that would also mean that I sleep on a mattress that is far older than I am. So I decided when I moved back that I would put my mattress that I bought a few years ago on the floor in the pool table room above the garage. Well that has worked fairly well, as long as I remember that the pool table is there and that I have to either go around the pool table to leave
the room or crawl all the way down to the bottom of the bed. I have only once ran into the pool table in the middle of the night, and i think that I just laughed because i felt like an idiot..

anyways, so the pool table is in the center of the room, my bed is pushed up against the wall with part of it next to the table, then theres a trunk, rocking chair, dresser, small table, and about 12 plastic storage bins stacked against the wall. Just thinking about it makes me have a minor anxiety attack. But hopefully one day soon I will get the call that I have been waiting for and will have a job and then can go and move into a new home and all this waiting will have been worth it.