I feel old. Like I am turning into dirt, old.
Well I am back in Jackson or more precisely in Madison at my parents house. I will be staying here for awhile. At least threw November while my parents are out of town.
This week has been hell on my physically. My last day of cooking H'burg was last Saturday. Then I packed up Sunday, even though I was suppose to go out to the river with everyone. I just got everything boxes up or broken down. I gave alot of stuff away, crappy furniture, microwave, a nice chair, etc....
Then Monday I packed my car full and waited on my dad to arrive with his pick up truck. We fit all the big stuff on the truck. My bed, Lazyboy, bike, desk, etc. I don't know weather to be proud that I can fit my whole life into a car and truck or ashamed because it took a car
AND a truck. But we made the drive back to Jackson and I am gone from Hattiesburg. I had a hard time sleeping Monday night. I don't know if it was jsut because I was in a new place, in a new bed or because I was to tired to sleep.
But I was not done moving yet!
On Tuesday and Wednesday, I helped my sister and brother-in-law move into their new house. It took two day and a 26 foot moving truck. By Wednesday night I was dead.
On top of all this I have been riding my bike every morning at 7 am.
Sense Wednesday I have been trying to take it easy, but I felt like crap yesterday(Thursday). I went to bed at 9:30 pm. The Saints where sucking away. I just felt like crap.
Today was better, I just had little stuff to do today. Like wash my car, give blood, go into the office to get some questions answered, go by the bank.
Still I am not looking forward to the next few days. Mom is going out of town on some "woman's only vacation", leaving me and dad alone. Plus Dad has volunteered us to work for the church tomorrow. I don't really mind working for the church, just wish some one had bothered to ask before I was volunteered.
Anyway, I start my new job Monday. I don't know how I feel about that.
