Day 16

Good day everybody! I hope you all have been doing well. I am doing pretty well myself. It surprises me actually. Today I think I slept better than I have in months. I am not 100% sure as to why that was. I can only think of one thing that I have started doing differently in hopes to improve everything in life. What I did was, at 7:40 after Ally was on the bus and I was fully ready to go to bed, I knelt down beside the bed and prayed. Recently I was inspired by what Melissa had posted. It made me begin thinking. So I have been working to give all my cares, stresses, and worries to God. If we give everything over to him, and have faith that he will take care of it all, then we have nothing to stress over. Then I went to bed. The next thing I know, Zoe's voice was waking me up from down stairs hollering "DADDY!" as she came up the stairs. I knew I was sound asleep because it took a minute or two for me to un-blurr my vision. I looked hard and long at the clock, and realized "Holy shit! 3:30!" In a way, I could have stayed in bed if I allowed myself, but at the same time, I felt pretty good. So around 5:30, I went over to Jewel/Osco and used the atm, pulling out money that we owe Erin's coworker for a used pillow top king size bed, and then the grocery cash. While I was there, I thought fried chicken and potatos sounded like a good dinner on pay day, so I picked some up.

MMMMMM! You know? After I had my gall bladder taken out, my stomach would twist at any grease. It isn't as bad on grease now, but it does just twist randomly even if I haven't eaten anything. So, there are times, like today, when I tell myself "What the hell? Why not? have something you enjoy!" The thing I love most of all about fried chicken is the thing that is the worst for you. The skin. Yup, thats right! I love the fried chicken skin. It doesn't bother me about how unhealthy it is, mainly because we really don't eat fried chicken often. If anything we don't eat out a whole lot really. If we do, we most of the time eat at Pizza Ranch right as Erin gets off work. Good food, plus a discount for the family. ;)

So, yesterday I wrote both in the journal, and in my book, and also I read quite a bit in the book I'm reading. The thing I have not done hardly at all in about a week is exercising. I walk a lot, but I haven't actually gone to the Y, or gone outside with the soul purpose of exercising. I guess I'm still trying to find the right routine for me. Things that relieve stress for me are writing (of course), and playing World of Warcraft whenever I have time. Today I got on and played for about half an hour but that was it. Waking up at 3:30 or 5 has it's set backs, but thats ok. I really didn't mind not being able to play. Did I want to play? Sure? But it was alright that I didn't have time to do it.

It had been a few days since I had written in my book. Yesterday when I sat down to write, I only had about 40 minutes of free time before having to get to work. I ended up completing not quite 3 pages. It amazed me with how the events played out. I am starting to think that my book will probably fall somewhere within the horror category. The scene that the characters just experienced was a place that apparently was haunted and they witnessed someone being beaten and thrown around the room by some unseen force. When I sat down to write, I had no idea where the story was going to head. As I wrote, I got chills. It was playing out in my mind at the same time that my fingers were typing the words onto the page. Then when I came to a good stopping point, I went back and re-read it, and was like "wow!" There have been a hand full of these hair raising events that have already happenned in my book, and the funny thing is that it has not even gotten to the big beefy plot of the story. It will be quite interesting when it is done. It is almost like a doomed honeymoon, with lots of stuff happening. Only, the characters are engaged and not married just yet.

So tomorrow we will be getting the king size mattress and box spring from this guy Erin works with. I'm guessing he drives a truck too because he said he would be able to bring it over. Otherwise I was going to offer to come pick it up myself. That should be a blast getting that upstairs. There is a few other things that we need to get from the garage up to the 2nd floor of the house, and I'm really dreading that. Oh well. It will have to get done. This is why I hate moving. You have to relocate heavy ass pieces of furniture, including beds, dressers, etc, and you kill your joints in the process. The thing is, we still have so much stuff to do around the house. I think about 2 floors to stain, 1 floor to put tile or something else down. There is still stuff in the house that I need to load in the truck and get rid of it. I haven't gotten rid of everything yet either because not enough time during the day, or not enough energy to get myself to do it, or whatever.

Oh well. In closing, I'm just going to write about one more thing. Apparently a National Guard guy came into Pizza Ranch to eat lunch while Erin was working today. They got to talking and Erin mentioned my former service, and that I am currently a security guard. The guy told her that they were located here in clinton and that I should talk to them. That I would get more towards my GI bill than I'm already approved for, and can give them one weekend a month for good money. Erin got his card and brought it home for me. I do intend to call them, and who knows, maybe it will work out. Maybe I could get a sign on bonus. Who knows. My only concern is, if I 'can' join, the training involved. I can't afford to have to take a month off from work and go to army training for a month. The main reason is, yes I will get paid for being gone, but then when I'm back, I may or may not be employed with the security company. The big problem with that is this. If I was active duty, heck yeah! Lets do it! As guard though, I would be part time, and so I wouldn't have very good ways of being able to pay bills. So I will talk to them and see what happens, but I'm not going to get my hopes up. Who knows what opportunities God will send my way!

If I seemed like I was rambling on and on today, I appologize. Today is one of those days that although motivated to write, my mind is not 100% with the task at hand. I will write more for you tomorrow.

Thanks for being here.

CB