To move or not to move?

So Jake and I are at a some fork in the road, a crossroads as it were. Recently we have been discussing the prospect of leaving our humble apartment for "greener" pastures. We have had feelers out in the ward for any chance of a new residency and we have caught one. The only catch, it is the basement, with hideous orange, yes orange, carpet and a dropped ceiling. True we will have lower rent, and the possibility of having more freedom in decorating and altering of the living space, and maybe I can get me cat finally. Yet, the only problem is that we have to make a decision by Saturday, our contract with Remington will expire on the 22nd, and some how move all of our stuff while all the time Jake and I are both working, my parents are in town, and we have a wedding to get to in Ogden Saturday afternoon. Did I mention that my little brother is supposed to be staying with us as well for some of the weekend? I just seems as though everything has suddenly built up around this one weekend. I am fairly sure that we will take it, even though it does not have a dishwasher...yes a small thing to get stuck on, but seriously dishpan hands are not the greatest thing for an already dry skinned person to have to deal with. I'll let you know how it all turns out Monday when the dust has settled and I can tell you where I have made my bed.

Random from Youtube

Jake showed me this guy on youtube and he just makes me smile and you can't help but sing-a-long and be amazed at his ability to rhyme.

Popcorn popping!

Spring has sprung! Let the praises ring out throughout the land. Oh how I love spring. I love being able to look out my window at home and at work and see the grass coming back to life in vibrant colors, trees putting forth tender new leaves (even popcorn!!), birds chirping announcing the day. It truly is a glorious time of the year. Our apartment is able to be refreshed with the gentle breezes and you can take naps in the sun. Oh how I love the spring.

Time to put away the sweaters, pants, and shoes, and break out the t-shirts, shorts, and sandals.

Clearer Vision

I recently went to the eye doctor for the first time in about 4 years. I didn't really realize how fuzzy and unclear everything has been. Just being able to see things in a more crisp and clear way has changed my perspective a little. It has made me think about how important it is to see clearly in the physical world as well as the figurative world. I have come to the conclusion that I need to have a check up and find out if I am seeing clearly on what my goals are for me. Do I like where I am? Should I change my place of work at the end of this school year and start fresh? I think that is what I might do to better my position and find a job where I am perceived in a more defining light, rather than the fuzzy ambiguous station I am currently. We'll see where this new perspective will lead me. To clear definition and deeper insight.

Workers what?

I know you have all heard me rant, rave, and generally complain about insurance companies before, but it still just blows my mind that almost a full year after my ankle injury I am still having to deal with the insurance companies. One would think that after countless calls, explanations, and even a few times with me being a raging ball of anger towards the poor unsuspecting customer service rep, we would have come to a conclusion and resolved this whole matter and been able to put it behind us. No this is NOT the case. There is still the matter of one bill being labeled as a workers comp. How or why it was ever labeled as such is beyond me. I guess what I find to be the most frustrating is that I keep getting bills, that are becoming increasingly more agitated. I have a vision of a Howler from Harry Potter, you know when Ron and Harry drive the car to school and end up Whomping Willow fertilizer..... That is how I feel when I see yet another notice of a past due payment. I thought, or so said the gentleman from UHC, I wouldn't have to deal with them again because they were going to straighten it out. The poor fellow was the recipient of a good tongue lashing with a very frustrated and overwhelmed me on the other end. I guess the old saying still holds true.."If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself". This is what I am doing, I loath it, and I want it done and over with.

Please for the sake of your own sanity don't get hurt while walking across a seemingly innocent piece of grass, the pain will only linger.