I feel like I wanna puke and then cry. I really need to get on some kind of birth control and balance all this bullshit out. I can’t handle feeling like a sobbing psychotic mess every month.

Oh, I almost forgot. On the small bright side, I will be getting a little promotion (of sorts) at work. Instead of being the cashier (which pays barely enough for me to scrape by), I will be moving to the sales desk. Which sounds scary. Mostly because I’m a sucky salesperson, but I feel that really only counts because in the past, I was forced to try and get people to buy things they don’t need. At a mulch and stone yard, people pretty much already know what they need going in. Plus, I know almost everything about all of the products.

Also, pay increase. I don’t know how much, but I’m hoping at least $2.

I don’t normally post too much about my personal life, but I mentioned a few weeks ago that my boyfriend of 5 1/2 years had applied for a very good job up in his home state of Michigan. He initially applied at the end of January.

He was selected to test somewhere in the middle of February. On the morning of his brother’s wedding (a couple weeks ago), he interviewed for this job.

And today we found out he didn’t get it.

This is absolutely crushing. We spent money we did not have (and still do not have) for him to go up there. There is literally nothing else he could have done. It’s a good 14 hour drive from here to there. I am stunned and incredibly angry. 

He feels awful because he feels he has let everyone down, when in reality, this company has let all of us down. What was the point? I could see if we already lived in Michigan and they made him take all of those steps and miss out. We’d be annoyed, sure. But to come up from 5 states away twice?

Thanks for wasting our time and money, as well as getting our hopes up. Thanks a lot.

FINALLY got home. We left southern Michigan last night around 6:30. After taking a really weird, winding road through Ohio, it had started raining and it was so dark, we got too tired to continue. We stopped at a hotel in Charleston, West Virginia and paid $100 to borrow a bed in which to sleep for four hours.

Then, when we finally get back to North Carolina around 3:30, I drove my Mom to the airport (she was watching the dogs) only to come back and find that it smelled like cooked cat pee in the house and that she had accidentally locked a cat in the bedroom who proceeded to pee and poop all over poor Bruxley’s bed. Also she left tons of dirty dishes and trash everywhere.

WHAT THE FUCK. Welcome home?

I’ve been MIA for a few days, up here in Michigan. Having so much fun!

So I think I mentioned it a few weeks ago, but Josh applied for a really great job in Michigan.

His family and friends are all in Michigan, and he’s been talking about moving back since we got together over 5 years ago.

1,500 applied for this job. 800 tested. And Josh got one of the interviews.

We are so excited! Luckily, his interview happens to be during the time period we’ll already be up there.

It would be so perfect if we could move. I love all of his family and friends, and my sister will be having a baby in October.

Cross your fingers for us!!