Woe is you!

I’ve been unbelievably happy lately. Save an hour or two I was sour at my sister yesterday, there’s been nothing to bring me down. Thats actually not quite accurate… my mom and I dug into each other one night last week, but that ended up being something that it wasn’t on the surface and so I discount it entirely.

I’m pretty sure I’ve decided not to take a job for the summer. For everyone concerned, it just seems like the best idea. For me, other than the money issue, its great. I’ll have no responsibility for the first summer since I left high school (which I had a full time job that summer too). It also means I don’t really have to worry about where I’ll be for the summer so I can spend time with Theresa. Thinking about this from the other side, if I were to have a job, it would be a bad situation for the employer since at best I could work for a month and a half. Classes aren’t out until June 5th and commencement is June 8th. The best start date I could have would be the 9th and I could only work until July 28th(ish) since I’m driving to Dallas again this summer and as soon as I get back I’m going to start preparations to move to North Carolina. So… I just have to find something to do for the summer. I’ve already offer to help my mom with work she wants done on her house, my dad wants to remodel his kitchen, and Theresa’s parents need a lot of maintenance done so they can put their house up for sale. Best of all, I’ll get to be in the sun again this summer… yay!

Obviously I’m avoiding some depressive things here but it isn’t worth dwelling on because it will only make me and some around me sad. Worse, there isn’t anything I can do to change things without seriously impacting my future. On the plus side to this, my dad is finally getting some things looked at that he’s been putting off because… well… no one want to know they’re sick. Send him your thoughts and prayers, please.