Geez, its been a while since I updated. Guess I'll just hit the highlights, in that case.
First off, I have a puppy, at long last. I'd been hoping to get one ever since my apartment complex finally decided to allow them. I was adamannt that I wanted to get a cardigan corgi, or a corgi mix, because I adore my parents' corgi Mal. So I searched the shelters for months, tried to find a breeder who wasn't insanely expensive. Finally, one of the shelters had a corgi/dachsund mix who was just the most precious thing. I rushed down there the first day she was available to be seen, and...missed her by ten minutes. She was still there, but she'd been officially adopted pending her spaying. Her kennel mate, however, was an adorable 8 month old black and tan Spaniel/dachsund mix who stuck her nose out of the bars at me. Half an hour later, she was officially mine. Her name's Jet, and she adores me as much as I do her.
For Christmas, my brother and I went to Elko, NV to see our parents. We spent a week enjoying cold weather for once, playing with the dogs, and just generally lazing about, and I made up my mind that, as soon as the big contract my company has, that makes up a good half my workload, was over in September, I'd be moving up there. The Basque restaraunts alone are worth the move, imo.
Then fate stepped in and bumped my schedule up. Our owner told us that we might be losing the big contract as early as April. Certain coworkers were getting on my nerves more than usual. I was falling into my "I don't care" pattern than had prompted me to move out on my own in the first place. And my boss thought I was giving my dog too much attention at work (we're allowed to bring them in with us, one of the reasons I was so happy to get a dog) and asked that I keep her in one of the empty back offices where she could play with the ball of bad attitude that was the owner's wife's chihuahua/yorkie mix. That was just the last straw, not being told I couldn't keep my dog with me, but realizing just how very little I cared about my job now. I'd been unhappy for a while, but I realized I went to bed each night truly dreading having to go back, and really didn't care if I came close to missing project deadlines.
So, I talked with my mom, and my decision to move to Elko got bumped up. It ended up working out perfectly. She would be meeting my brother in Vegas for a belated 21st birthday celebtration. Instead of going back home, she'd just come out here afterwards to help me pack, and would drive the Uhaul for me so I could drive my car. I put in my notice, even gave them a month's time to find a replacement. They finally found a guy a week before my last day, so I had enough time to train him up. I've spent the last two days packing, today we load the uhaul, and then we're off to Elko. My great grandmother lived there for years, and now that she's living with my grandpa in Las Vegas, her house is empty and free for me to use. I can stay in it rent free until I get a job there. Its only 9 hours away from
julibeth , so now I can go see her on three day weekends, and not just a once a year trip. I can hang out with my mom again. I'm so excited about this. Even if it takes me a while to find a job and I have to do fast food for a while before something better comes along, I know its the right decision for me.
Hopefully, when I get there and get everything set up, I'll remember to post pictures and everything. Can't wait!