Well, that was officially one of the worst months I've had in a long while. But fortunately, things have calmed down.
Where to start.
First, I got this weird nagging feeling one day. And it kept bugging at me and I felt like I needed to check Craigslist which I hadn't looked at in a while. It bugged me all during my exercise class, like I was forgetting something. Well, when I got home I hopped on craigslist and an advertisement for an "8 month old pit bull" caught my eye. Well... I skipped all other listings and clicked it, it seems it had JUST been posted. It was PATRIOT!!! Never mind that Patriot is much older than 8 months, but the adoption agreement was that if for any reason things didn't work out, they would call me and I'd come get him. Instead, no call and they chose to just give him away themselves. Needless to say, I called the number and he sounded surprised to hear from me (Gee, wonder why). So apparently he got pulled back into the Army, fair enough. But that doesn't change the adoption terms. So he agreed I could pick Patriot up that weekend and that his brother would be there since he was now out of state. Well, We show... No one is home. We wait, no one shows up. We call, no one answers. We wait two hours and call some more, still no luck. After we drive the hour back to the base, we finally get a call and he has no idea where is brother or Patriot are. He had to call around to find him. So then we drive all the way back to get Patriot. He had no food left (though he should have) had lost weight and they had apparently ignored what I told them of his allergies. Once we got him home, we discovered he had apparently been eating table scraps?... Glad he is back.
On the flip side, the day after we get monster mutt home, we have more issues with housing and I blow a fuse. So we decide to move out and rent off base. Renting is such a pain in the butt with a pit bull in tow. But we did find a tiny little duplex that allowed us to bring him along, not much to it but it is cozy enough.
The downside is: No dryer hook up, the washer hook up is under a lean too outside and it has a wall and window unit instead of central. So we're going to have to make regular trips to the laundry mat. Not glamorous living by any means, lol. But, I've had worse conditions. And we'll be able to save more money for our next location.
Oh... And the stove has no way to tell the oven temperature. I completely missed this when moving in. The landlord says to use an oven thermometer. XD Haaaa. no.
But I'm only cooking for two. And we have a microwave, rice cooker and crock pot. And I can always get a cheap toaster oven in case I want to make brownies or muffins. So I'm not worried about the oven. The burners are functional though, which is more important. So we can definitely make do.
The other thing is I don't think I'll be using the street mailbox... I put a couple wishes in there to mail out a while ago, and they never got picked up apparently and were still in there when Bobby went to check the box. So I had to go drop them in a blue box. And then I went and got a PO Box. I figure the PO box is safer anyways.
We passed our housing inspection without too much trouble. I was concerned about that after the housing BS and the liberties housing takes with what they feel they can do. But it worked out. My wrists are killing me from the cleaning, but I feel accomplished to have managed the task with so much else going on (moving, school, dog, ect.)
Now, for exams. Eager to get that all over and done with.
And I need to sort through everything and get rid of... Everything. Hurray for huge yard sales. Perhaps I'll pull together a little spare cash for my trip next month... Speaking of which...
I get to visit Florida and Georgia in June! I can't wait to see everyone and go shopping with my Mother and Sister. <3 Maybe hit up some Yard sales with my Grandmother. Eat some yummy food at my Grandfather's. I'll get to play with my nephew and be there for his birthday! I can't wait! <3
