First Weekend In My New Place

Friday

I wish that beautiful truck was mine forever...well except I wish it had suicide doors on the back rather than 4 full doors.  Why do I have that truck you ask? (oh you didn't ask...too bad.)  I left work Friday at 11:30 & was headed to the Ford dealership so I could have a few things checked out & taken care of before I head up to Minnesota for a month & a half.  Because I was going to have to leave my car at the dealership I was going to need a rental so I got myself a sweet truck because a)I was in the middle of moving & needed to haul stuff b)I'm so much happier driving a truck.

Wouldn't that suck if the story stopped there.  That's where it should've stopped because regardless I would've ended up with a truck.  However, my Friday was a tad more eventful than that.  I was on my way to the dealership when there was a car stalled in the right lane of the feeder.  While waiting to get into the left lane I kept thinking "this is going to cause an accident...what if I got into an accident as I was on my way to the dealership to get my car fixed?"  Yeah well get into an accident I did.  As I was going left there was a cargo-ish van in my blind spot & I totally side swiped it.  No one was hurt luckily & the guy was super nice.  The damage also could've been a lot worse that it was.  My car still isn't pretty though & now I wait for an estimate on cost & time before deciding whether to get it fixed down here or wait until I get back up to MN (because it is drivable it just isn't pretty).

On the upside though I got to go to happy hour with some friends, I got a lawn mower and weed whacker for free, & I get that sweet ride for a few days.  It was also my final night in my apartment.

Saturday

Saturday was a lot less eventuful thank goodness.  First Texas Friend helped me move my large furniture to my new place in the morning/early afternoon.  I got some cleaning done at my apartment & just sort of bummed around there until I was supposed to meet Mr. Fireman (I realize I never updated on what happened after the whole letter post...that'll come someday...Thursday maybe?) at my new place.  We went out for pizza & then I had him try to help me with a few things at my new place.  After we settled some house business we played Phase 10 where I not only won but royally kicked his ass (75-190).  I can definitely count on one hand the number of times I've ever beat him at Phase 10...I'm actually thinking it's only twice (maaaybe 3 times).  After he headed home around 10 I called Kickass Cousin for what was supposed to be real quick & ended up lasting until 1:30 in the morning.  That is why she's my best friend, I hate talking on the phone & could not talk to anyone else on the phone that long.

Sunday

I officially said goodbye to my apartment.  (Well except that I am still paying for it until July 31 but I won't be in Texas at all during July.)  I finally got the whole thing cleaned & everything to my new place.  I picked up one of my friends from the airport who I hadn't seen in FOREVER.  He works in the same district as I do & actually went to the same college as I did but we didn't meet until about halfway through our student teaching.  We went out for wings & the last half of the USA/Portugal game.  He asked me with less than a minute left if I thought we were going to win (the score was 2-1) & I almost didn't say anything because I'm superstitious like that but said yes anyway...I clearly should've just kept my mouth shut because we ended up tying 2-2.  Don't get me wrong I love me some soccer & hockey but it pisses me off that they can tie.  SOMEONE HAS TO WIN!!