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Just got home today from (super fucking hot) Arizona. When I arrived Friday, they were of course having a record high of 115 (bazillion) degrees. Saturday both my Dad and stepmom went apartment hunting with me, and what an exhausting day that was! I wanted to see as many as possible, which for me was about 6, but in one day when it’s over 110 degrees is pretty damn good. I have it narrowed down to two, it just depends what the prices are in a few weeks when I apply if I go with my first choice or not.

After apartment shopping, the fam dropped me off at my sister Angela’s to spend the night. I wanted…nay, needed…to take a cold shower, but could not get cold water for the life of me. It was pretty sad….a sweaty fat girl crying in the shower because there was no cold water. I finally just wet a washcloth and fanned it a bit to try to cool it down before using it. The whole while thinking man, I can’t wait to move here! Of course I tell Angela this when she gets home, and she says “Oh, you should have called me. You just have to let it run for a while to get the hot water out of the pipes.” Gah.

We went to Island Burgers for dinner, meeting up with my favorite Raveler Auntie Jimbo. We had such a good time hanging out! I’m surprised we were able to eat, we were gabbing so much. I had my sis take pictures, and of course we had to ham it up:

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Sunday was a bit more relaxed. Ang and I went to her friend Liz’s for a while, then she and I were off to Changing Hands bookstore. Then it was back to my Dad’s house, and to Macayo’s for dinner.

Backing up a bit, when we went to Liz’s, I met her adorable 3 year old daughter Gracie. Angela had a rough road getting Gracie to like her, but not me! I sat down at the table, Gracie sat next to me, stuck out her hand, and said “Hi, I’m Gracie. Nice to meet you!” Angela was standing behind her, with jaw dropped. I shook Gracie’s hand, and I was OK in her book. The whole rest of the day Angela was bemoaning the fact that Gracie warmed up to me so much faster. It was hilarious.

The flights were pretty uneventful (which is always good). We did arrive back in IL 15 minutes earlier than scheduled, to which the flight attendant quipped over the loudspeaker, “We have arrived 15 minutes early, so if you’re on another flight of ours and it’s late, consider us even!”

Namaste

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No news is good news

So, the whole letter-writing idea went bust. My school won’t do it. I have to wait until after I move, then take 50 hours of continuing ed classes before I can get my license. I have to wait until after the move because the schools around here (and none are close, BTW) only have piddly classes…5-8 hours a pop. The school in Scottsdale has classes that run up to 25 hours, so I can get my hours done in two 3-day weekends. It doesn’t make the situation any better, but it’s the only solution I have at this point.

It is going to be mucho scary to move without a job (I may try to line up a part-time job or something, not sure yet. Methinks the school should be forced to give me a job, since they can’t be buggered to write a measly letter for me). Depending on the timing, I may be able to just live off the settlement money until I get my license, if all this takes place within a month. If my moving date screws with the first class, I will HAVE to find a job, because it will then take 2-3 months to get my license.

A friend asked me how long it will take after I finish my hours to get my license, and I formulated a plan. I will make a scene at the school so they messenger my transcript, ink still wet, over to the licensing board. I will then sit in the office every day, knitting, until they process my paperwork and can then hand me my license. Maybe I should also bring my iPod and sing songs as loudly as I can. Maybe that will make them work a wee bit faster!

After all my doom and gloom, I will leave you with a photo of me with my Stitch-In peeps, looking all happy together:

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Front row: Marilyn, Linda, Heather, Lenore, Janan. Back row: Kathie, Eileen, Becky, Linda, Becky, Ollie, Heather, and me.

Namaste

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Gak!

My friend L and I went to Rockford today to do some shopping, and went to Red Lobster for lunch (woot!). At Bed Bath & Beyond, I saw a picture frame for a baby photo that read:

“All because two people loved each other”

Oh gag. I think I threw up in my mouth a little.

L said I should get it and put a copy of my divorce papers in it.

She bought a picture frame that reads: “A sister is like a best friend you can’t get rid of”.

She is full of win.

Namaste

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