I am typing this from the airport, because I am sure that tonight when I get home, I will be interested in little else other than sleep. Today was a good day overall, but the last day of a vacation is always a little depressing. You realize that the next day you will be right back where you started, chipping away at the daily grind stone that is your life. Ah well… c’est la vie.
Today I spent several hours just walking around downtown Estes Park. I have done this before, but never so extensively. I spent about four hours strolling along and walking into nearly every store. There were a few surprises (seriously, who needs a Nebraska Huskers store in Colorado?!), and quite a few interesting places that I probably would have passed by if I wasn’t actively looking for such things.
I was much more awake last night when I talked to Becca. She refreshed my memory of some of the stuff I didn’t remember from the night before. All I have to say is, “Whoops.” Next time, I’ll try to keep the filter in check just a little more.
I talked to Becca last night, and I remember only bits and pieces of our conversation. Apparently I can be very entertaining when I am half asleep. It would seem that my brain-mouth filter turns itself off, so anything I am thinking comes right out without being censored. I will have to figure out a way to coerce Becca into telling me everything I was saying.
Well, I didn’t sleep too well last night, but I think that was mainly due to the fact that I am really not used to sleeping in a twin bed. Ah well, I am sure that I will sleep well tonight.
I am posting this the next morning, because I was far too exhausted last night to do so. The first day of my Colorado trip went extremely well. It was, however, an obscenely long day overall.
What follows is meant to serve as a response, though not necessarily a rebuttal, to this Facebook note. Feel free to read that before continuing. You don’t necessarily have to know all of the people involved, and my rantings and ravings thoughts on the situation are independent enough that you don’t have to read that note if you don’t feel like it.
Man, this has been a strange week so far. Let’s work backwards, shall we? Today, we got our salary increase letters. Mine wasn’t quite what I was hoping for (and what I had been led to expect), but it was still decent — no complaints here.
I am going back to school! After spending some time as a student, messing around, then having to drop out, I will finally be back at school this fall. I will be taking a pre-calculus class to get back into the swing of things, and I think it will be interesting.
For those who don’t know about my moving situation, it goes a little like this:
Last fall, I talked to the management at my complex about moving into a bigger apartment. We set everything up so that when a few of my friends moved out of their apartment this fall, and all was kosher. Then, about three months ago, management changed at the complex, and everything was thrown into a big bag of #*$!. At the same time, Tyler, one of my friends currently living in the apartment that I will be getting, mentioned to me that they may be moving out at the end of April instead of July. We worked everything out with the complex, and just needed to finish the final paperwork when one of Tyler’s roommates backed out, saying he didn’t have time to move then. We talked about pushing the whole process back a month to the end of May, but Tyler and his roommates dragged their feet too long. So it began to look like I would move in August like originally planned.