Life of the Indecisive

I know it has been quite a while since I have updated you but, unfortunately my life has been quite busy, even though I haven't really DONE anything...

(this is what it will look like if I don't pick a major soon)

It all started with finals week. I barely made it through that alive, mind you at the end of finals week I changed my major from Computer Science, to Elementary Education. That same week I had been interviewing at Mountain America Credit Union for a Teller position. (Or as they call it an MSR, member service rep.) I got the job and spent a week and a half in training, and moved back to my parents house. 8 long hours a day of just sitting and listening to things that I already new about. (Because as many of you know, I already know everything, why I'm spending so much time and money in college, I have no idea). Once training was over I went to the branch and started to teller at the new credit union with new rules and computer software and try to pretend I know what I'm doing.

Well summer school started and I was doing really good for a few days with my two online classes and my one in person class, when I decided, I really don't have enough patience for kids to have it be my job for the rest of my life... and so I dropped all my summer classes and now I'm major-less (any suggestions would be wonderful, keeping in mind I have tried Business IT, Computer Science, Math, Computer Science again, Elementary Education, and now homeless).

Other than work and school, Chris has started to play a rec softball league and I went and watched. They're first game they one 30 to 14 or something embarrassing like that. One of Chris's friends wife is on the team and I thought "Hey that would be fun," but after watching the game (watching - wŏch (verb): To pretend to be fully alter of your surroundings when in reality you are reading a book and listening for whizzing foul balls.) I remember my pitiful gym grade and decided to let Chris be the athletic one, and I'll stick to running.

Wallets

I would just like to take the time to stress the importance of wallets. Let me just share my experience about how hard life can be without one.

I woke up and it was a beautiful day. I realized I slept in so I had to hurry to get in the shower and get off to school, because in my first class (math) I had a test. I quickly got ready and ran off to school, a few minutes late, I rushed and made it to the point of the mountain in RECORD time. Too bad I didn't have enough gas to get to school. So I got off as soon as I saw the blue signs that sad, "Hey Ash, theres a gas station right near!" and I said "O, THANK YOU!!" So, I got off the free and started for the gas station, and to my surprise, the gas station was rather far out of the way! But then I found it, quickly pulled up to the gas pump and realized "MY WALLET!!" and then the picture of my wallet being in my purse on my bedroom floor crossed my mind. My wallet was in Orem and I was too far away to drive back without running out of gas, and still make it in time for my math test. I had no idea what to do, so the only thing I knew how to do in this situation was *drum roll* bawl my bloody eyes out. And boy did I ever! To tell you the truth now I'm exhausted.

So now let me tell you how I got myself out of this mess. I calmly remembered, "hey Chris works right near here." I calmed myself down enough to call him and when he answered I calmed down and said "Um, hey where are you? What are you doing?" and when he told me he was at work and asked what was up with me I lost everything and started to bawl. Then Chris put me on hold and put on his Knight's Armor and got the address where I was and went to find me. So I sat at the gas station and waited, and cried, and waited, and tried to not let other people see me cry. I sat there and watched people come and go and then I realized, I only had 10 minutes until my math test. And I started to panic and cry harder, I called my dad and he gave me his credit card number to see if the gas station would let me try that but they didn't have a way to enter credit cards manually. So I went back to my car and waited and Chris came and got me some gas, and I just sobbed in front of him for like what felt like an hour. Then I got in my car and had -10 minutes to get to class. So I got on the free way and decided that I was going to miss my math test so I wouldn't get a speeding ticket and make it worse. Fortunately my professor drops the lowest test score and it was the last test so I'm not too worried about it. I calmed down and got to my exit and went to stop at the stoplight, and my box of frootloops fell off the chair next to me upside down and all my frootloops fell out! and the tears started to roll again... wonderful

Rant/Public Apology II

Rant:
First of all Happy Easter to everyone!
Let me just say that in the last little while I have seen many cases where people think, "life is so hard" because they don't have the money to buy things that they don't need. whether it be a house, a tv, a car, what have you. (don't worry I agree sometimes life doesn't give you lemons, but THROWS them at you). But I think that we all just need to look at everything from a different perspective. If you are reading my blog, things aren't that bad because you have a computer and the Internet. If you have a computer you probably are in a house or some sort of roofed building, therefore you are probably clothed and fed. Yes, the economy sucks and life is hard and getting harder. But. Things. Aren't. That. Bad! Everything. Is. Going. To. Be. Ok!

Public Apology:
Chris and I got in a bit of on argument. On what you ask? That girls aren't as good as boys in the workplace. I was furious. His main argument was that girls have breakdowns and put their emotions in everything and boys are just willing to get things done no matter whose feelings are involved. Of course I tried my hardest to defined my women and it turned rather heated so we both had to stop before I did something drastic. So the apology part, after we just talked about girls having breakdowns, I went home and realized, I had a bad day (working at a greenhouse in the pouring rain and cold is kinda unpleasant). So I thought, I'm going to take a hot shower. I get in the shower and turn the tub facet into a shower and all the sudden I realize there was on of these crawling up the wall and the shower made it fall on me. I frantically got it down the drain and curled into the fetal position and just cried. All I wanted to do was take a shower and I was attacked. So even after defending girls in the workplace because they break down and once a little (scary) bug comes at me I break down. Sorry Ladies.

The greatest day ever...

Let me just tell you about some lessons I learned yesterday.

So Sunday's I have made it a habit to go to my parents house, so this last Sunday was no different. As I was driving from Orem to Farmington my car's check engine light went on. I just assumed that I had to get my oil changed because I was almost 2000 miles past due (even though the date was for April 19). So Monday (being yesterday) I woke up early and went to get ready to take my car to get the oil changed, and I also had received my state tax return ($51!!) and thought while I'm out I might as well deposit my check and get my oil changed all in the same outing because they are only across the street from one another. Well when my mother heard all my plans she got excited because the post office is right in the middle of the bank and the oil changing place and asked if I would drop some of her stuff off for her. I told her yes I would.

Here's where it gets exciting. After I got my oil changed, I turned my car on and the check engine light was still on... lame. I called Chris to let him now that I was extremely bugged and while on the phone with him I headed for the mail drop, where grabbed all the envelopes from my purse and put them in, and started to head for the bank. I got to the bank and went to pull out my check from my purse so I could write up the transaction ticket.

My check was gone.

Everything clicked for me right then. I had left my check in an envelope and put it in the mail drop with the rest of my mothers stuff. I ran as fast as I could (well drove) back to the post office stood in an extremely long line to talk to the meanest person ever and try to explain what had happened, and finally she sent someone out to the mail drop with me to try and look for my check. I explained to the fine gentlemen quite a few times that "no, I can't just wait for it to come back to me in the mail, because its only an opened envelope with a check in it, the parcel doesn't have my address on it any longer, and the check was already signed with my account number on it" finally about an hour later, we found it. I took it back to the bank and deposited it. Meanwhile my check engine light was still on the entire time. I took it to a family business down the street called Haugen's. If you are ever in Farmington and your car needs repairing, go there they are really nice and won't mess around with ya. They found out that a valve by my gas tank went out and had to be replaced.

Long story short. I deposited $51. I spend $300. I hate cars.

ashley and NINE cats

I decided that since I haven't really been up to anything of extreme awesome-ness (besides getting a parking ticket, swell) I would dedicate this shot out to my main peeps. New born Kittens.

These are one month old clouded lepard cubs. The are at the Washington D.C. Smithsonian National Zoo. They are the first of their kind to be born in a zoo in over 16 years! They are adorable...

On other news my transformation to "cat lady" is going just as planned! [see cassidie's blog]

AANNNDD, I'm sick again!

Since I'm sick and I have, actually, a lot of homework to do, I decided that I should blog more. Again this blog is about absolutely nothing. Mainly things I'm grateful for while being sick.

Have you ever had the feeling that life is just really great. Everything is great. I may have some things that could be better but *really deep breath in* life is just really great. Maybe it's just because it's almost Spring, maybe it's because I may or may not have overdosed on drugs, or maybe I just like breathing.

Laughing is probably the best time ever. I didn't feel the best and I was home alone. There wasn't anything funny on TV and I just needed to laugh. So... I decided that I should just annoy everyone else. Let's just say I'm still laughing. (My poor roommates and boyfriend)

Little kids have the greatest life ever. I love snack time. Nap time? UM THE GREATEST! Some times I wish just for a day or two I could go back to be a child. *Maybe if I really could just go back in time, my obsession with hide-and-go-seek, my ratty security blanket, and kid shows/movies wouldn't be so weird.*

I love sprite. The gas station didn't have sprite, they had 7up. Reluctantly I got 7up and cried all the way home. I was not grateful for this one, however.

Yesterday, right?, I went to open a closed door. The stupid door knob gave me a metal splinter. I cried to Chris and he was really great. He got out some tweezers and got it out, put some magical goo on it, and then put on a band aid. I was grateful for that.

nap time.

Joining the Banwagon

I have seen these on everyone elses blogs and I decided, its my turn. I mean, I observe things too, and I don't want my many readers to think that I just go through life not noticing things.

• I don't like people who think they are better than everyone else. We're all here for one reason and your mission isn't more important than mine. Lets just get along and try not to murder each other. (This rule does not apply for driving, thats just a free for all.)


• I love walking places. I noticed this when I moved out and I didn't get to walk out to the mail box anymore, so if you see me walking out to the end of the driveway and just turning around and going back, thats why.


• I get unreasonably home sick. Who knew.


• I observe smells way to much. So if your choosing to not shower for a while than maybe don't come around me, although most smells I enjoy. I noticed this at work in case you care to know, when I was working with flowers and every flower I worked with I shoved in my face and took a wiff.


• I don't enjoy walmart. The nicest people turn into the meanest people when they cut you off with your cart and you smile because "Its ok, I won't fight you in the parking lot even though you made me stop in my tracks, and yet you still managed to run my foot over with your cart full of boxes after boxes of 30 packs and baby clothes." They still think its MY fault that we are in this situation.


• People really get just too defensive over they're place in lines. "I am standing here! Not behind the person behind me, although I would like to be standing in front of the person who is front of me..."


• Life does not revolve around how many friends you have on facebook, or what "group" you belonged too in high school, it doesn't even matter what name brands you are or aren't wearing. It only matters if you can do the screaming pigeon and impress the yoga master in a local gym beginners class.