Yeah, I know it's been awhile.
I think the last time I posted was beginning of April, and then life happened.
So here is the skinny.
The Saturday before Dead week my car breaking down #1 happened. Right as I was suppose to head to Salt Lake for a bridal shower. And I also had work the next day. I worked almost every weekend in April, to help make up for quitting Avalon early.
I took my car to a place called Master Mechanics in Providence. They did well enough work, but oh they were expensive. I spent $999.17 on a new intake manifold gasket, new wires for the spark plugs and a new battery. Ridiculously expensive, I know.
I took my car in the next Monday, and didn't get it back till Wednesday, 6 hours later than I was suppose to get it back. Which caused me to be late to our dress rehearsal in the Salt Lake Tabernacle, yup, I got to sing there. It is a very interesting space to sing in. I also signed a lease for an apartment that day and then worked. Because that is what I do.
That weekend I sang in the Tabernacle, and had my final choir performance for the year on Saturday. Which was a rough day. It had actually been a really rough week, and things just kept happening.
Now we fast forward to Finals week. I needed to move out by noon Friday, my last final was at 9:30 Friday.
I take Monday as a day to chill, having three days after that to pack. Except I forgot about the fact I had offered to cover a spot at work in Salt Lake on Wednesday. Which takes an entire day away from me, and I needed to study Thursday for my final.
So I send out a mass text and facebook call asking for help from anyone who isn't busy. Fully expecting no one to show up, because that is kind of my history. When the first of many angels to show up is Michelle. Followed closely by Charles. They pretty much packed my bedroom for me. And then we went to Michelle and Vox's so they could help Charles with some studying.
Now, due to all the fun stuff in the air and then fact that I had stirred up a bunch of dust in my room, I woke up Wednesday coughing. That night I started packing the kitchen stuff, because I have way to much of it.
Thursday I start the day by doing 4 hours of yard work for my grandma, thinking that I was better by this point...I wasn't. The cough had turned into a cold. Then I rent a storage unit, and my dear friend Michelle comes to my rescue again and helps me finish packing my kitchen. She leaves for dinner while I pack up my bathroom. My friend Kylie, from freshman year had offered her truck to help me move stuff to the storage unit. So she comes, and then Michelle was back and we started loading up the truck. My roommate Jacie heard us loading a truck, so she came out to help. And then the boys two doors down realized we were packing a truck and came to help. Then a train of cars followed to the unit and helped me unload. After that Kylie and I visited for about an hour, we had two years of life to catch up on. She left around 9 and I took a very hot shower to try and clear my sinuses. It worked for about 15 minutes. I then grabbed a book that I was giving to a friend, so I drove over to Ambers. She came to the door, 10:00 at night, I said "this is the first free moment I've had today to bring it over." She looks at me and says "sit down. Do you need IB profen?" and she basically jumped into mom mode as I felt like dying, and I really needed a mom at that moment, but mine was in Texas. Amber almost didn't let me go home, but I needed to because I was going to ask the boys two doors down for a blessing. So when I left I went and asked them and it was good.
Friday I woke up and bombed my final, I had never had a chance to study. Thankfully I had a good enough grade in the class that it only took me down to a B+, but I was really excited for an A-. Oh well. I then go home to load the car with everything I was taking to Salt Lake. Jenn comes by to grab some books and ends up staying to help pack and clean, along with my visiting teacher and her two roommates and Charles. After everything is loaded and cleaned I go to Michelle and Vox's to sleep on their couch, because I don't have the energy to drive to Salt Lake, I had only gotten about 4 hours of sleep. I wake up in the afternoon, drive to Salt Lake, get my key, and get to my apartment in the avenues. Where my first impression of my roommates is "sorry, I'd help, but I'm leaving in five minutes". They have turned out to be really nice girls, but I was so tired and sick I just wanted to move back to Logan. I called my friend Kenzie, who came and helped me move in (I live in the second floor of an old house) and the guy upstairs also helped me move in.
Once I finally got some sleep, life got way better.
Saturday, I wake up and go to work. I was tempted to call in sick, instead I asked if I could just switch sites to one that would be a little easier (less dusty) on my lungs. Which they were more than happy to accommodate. I usually remember to ask for the day after I move off, but I had forgotten. And then right after work I had to head to a wedding reception in Ogden. Where I got to see Michael and Sarah again for the first time in 2 years.
It was so great to see them again. I miss them so much, and am so sad they are in Georgia, but they are loving it there, so that's a good thing.
I then started working pretty much full time, and now completely full time at the park. I planted the gardens at the Andrus and Gardiner Cabin, which has been very fun and I've loved working in gardens again.
About 2-3 weeks into living in my new apartment, I am on my way to Jim and Heathers to carpool to a co-workers wedding reception...insert car breaking down #2. I was on the corner of 5th and 13th (a very busy intersection) sitting at a red light about 6 o'clock (a very busy time on that road) when my car just turned off and wouldn't turn back on.
That was fun.
Jim wasn't far behind me and happened to call just as my car broke down. So he and Heather came and rescued me. He called his friend Omar to tow the car. Turns out my fuel pump had broken and my engine wasn't getting enough gas. Thankfully, Omar had it fixed with 48 hours, during which time Jim and Heather graciously gave me rides to work and let me stay at their house. And entire new fuel system, $340.
More maintence of gardens. Work drama. resolution of work drama. Boy problems....more boy problems...these things happen. Roommate drama. more friends getting engaged and married. People getting pregnant. This is in no particular order.
Week after I get my car back Grandpa Fred and Grandma Joy come through Salt Lake on their way to Idaho. After visiting with them, car breaking down #3, my clutch went out. About a $400 job. But it also happened to break down memorial day weekend, so I wasn't able to get my car back until Wednesday. during which time, again, Jim and Heather were the greatest friends ever and gave me places to sleep and rides and such.
I've learned this last year what it feels like to have friends really care about you. It's a good feeling.
When I get my car back, they tell me they also found a leak in the radiator. After many attempts with John and Jen to help fix it, it was back in the shop a week later. But, I did get it fixed for only $126. So for a little less than what I paid in Logan, look at what I got fixed in Salt Lake. Never taking my car to Master Mechanics again.
More garden, work, boy, roommate, life happening.
And now here we are, the day after a very fun murder mystery that deserves it's own blog post. I pulled my first crop out of a garden today, radishes. To bad I don't like radishes. But at least they are growing. And very tired.
In short, these last two months have flown by, and have not been short on adventures.
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