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Sidenote: If at the end of this story, you feel sorry for me-don't. It was seriously funny and in no way made me sad. I was so grumpy at work today (15 hours) and this incident actually made me laugh and lightened my mood. So just laugh with me.
Another sidenote: Yes, the girls at my work know some things about my personal life. I work at a treatment center people. So we do therapy tasks together and the recreational therapist pries crap out of you and has you announce to the group why certain things make you emotional. Yeah, I get paid to have therapy. So by default-my life is somewhat on display.
Okay, story time:
I was upstairs with one of the girls today who is......funny. She doesn't have much of a filter, nor does she recognize what is deemed "socially inappropriate"-so she just says the most inappropriately funny things. (If you remember me telling a story about how a girl said she's surprised nobody has "picked me" yet, this is the same girl) So we're upstairs and she's chatting to me as she's vacuuming, and she says, "So Claire, are you gonna get another boyfriend? Cause you were sad before because your boyfriend dumped you for another girl, right?"
Uhhhh yeah, you pretty well nailed it!
We'll work on sensitivity with her.
I just went to all my regular stalk-ees' blogs and NOTHING NEW. So now I am forced to write a new post of my own.
Ugh.
Okay, let's just dive into it. Update since my last post:
-That 13.1 I was complaining about turned into 26.2 on July 4. What the WHAT? Yup, it's true. I lugged my body along for 26.2 miles. It was....hell. And yet, I want to do it again. However, ask me how much I've ran since that blasted day one month ago and I'll answer you with....3.5 miles. Yeah, and it's HARD. So basically my body is on the decline and there's not much I can do to stop it; so I won't try.
-I'm moving. Next weekend I'll move into a new place in Provo. We all know how much I despise change, so I'm having anxiety attacks about this move every few days. It won't be the .1 miles away from Courtney and Laura that I live now. It won't be the .00001 miles away from the gym that is often my only motivation to go. It won't be in a ward of people I already know. BUT: it will be A LOT nicer. It's still only 2 miles away from Courtney and Laura. It's next door to two friends from work. So maybe I'll survive. But just in case, go ahead and start sending me sympathy presents anyways.
-I'm going to SCHOOL. Yeah, 1.5 years later, and I'M BACK IN THE GAME! I'm taking evening classes at BYU. We'll see if I'm still smart. I forced Courtney to take all the same classes as me, so the good news is that I'll have somebody to bounce jokes off of.
-I work at the treatment center still. And I absolutely love it. LOVE IT. It's the best job in the world. The girls drive me literally crazy sometimes. Crazy to the point that I just start laughing over crap because if I don't laugh, I'll either cry or scream. But it's crazy how much I love those girls. And hate them at the same time.
-Whitney's getting MARRIED! HUZZAH! A few years ago she made me promise that I wouldn't get married before her. (Which is obviously the only reason I'm still single; good sister alert) So starting August 20 I'm going to start going down the line of men waiting at my door until I find an elligible suitor. If only she had gotten married before December, things could be so different. Hehe.
So those are pretty much the only major updates on my life in the past few months. Pathetic? Yeah, okay. But the bad news is that with school starting, it's only going to get worse from here! I'll be going straight from work to school Monday-Friday. I guess it's about time I find out what everyone else has been dealing with over the past 5 years. Better late than never, I say.
