Well, I am now a resident of San Jose. We got everything moved in yesterday. I’m going to spend the day today unpacking, organizing, and swimming.

I want to elaborate on the decision to come up here because it came across kind of the wrong way in that last blog post but I have A LOT to do today so I’ll probably wait till tonight sometime. I’m hoping I can remember to tell Ben to bring home the webcam so I can get a few snapshots of the place and you can all see pictures.

Well, boxes are calling. More later.

Ben showed up out of the blue on Saturday morning around 3am. He basically showed up at my door and said, ‘Move with me now or we are going to fall apart.’ We rented a U-Haul 8 hours later, had everything packed inside 8 hours after that and in 6 1/2 hours will be on the road to San Jose with everything I own. We both knew that if I didn’t move very soon, we were going to have serious problems. I’m scared out or my mind and excited beyond belief all at the same time. Sad to be leaving people I love very much, but happy to start this new chapter in my life and see where it will lead.

Leaving for San Jose in about 10 minutes. More and more drama from Troy keeping me from the move up there perminantly. I’m just going to be there for the weekend. I miss him like crazy and I feel like I need to see him to keep my hope alive.

I’ll post more when I get back.

My purse was stollen. $150 in cash, $80 in checks, Social Security card, Drivers License… It kinda threw my whole week off. That $150 was money I REALLY needed. I think I have ways to come up with it so hopefully this won’t keep me here in Bakerfield AGAIN. :<

I’m now 12 pounds lighter. 12 pounds in 5 weeks. I can’t believe it, clothes are fitting loser, pants I could not wear three months ago now fit. If feels great to be losing the weight but I expect it to come flooding back as soon as the stress goes away… if that ever happens.

SPLINTER UPDATE!!! - Turns out it was a planters wart. I got medicine for it and it already seems to be going away.

I drove my car for the first time in two weeks last night. It had been sitting because I’m trying to save money and it’s a damn gas hog.

So I get in, turn the first corner, realize I suddenly have POWER again (my mom’s car is a SLUG) and just get the biggest grin. I drove the back way out to the drag strip with the sunroof all the way open the windows down at about 90… Long curves, cool air, nobody on the road, 20 minute drive… awsome. It took all I had not to run it last night since it will probably be my last time being 20 minutes from a drag strip in awhile. BUT I know that I need to do a few things before I drive her *really* hard again. Just not worth breaking it when it HAS to get me around for awhile.

So today I’m helping my mom lay tile (UGH!). Tomorrow I need to change my oil, check my brakes, you know the mundane normal go over. I want it to be it tip top shape for the driver to San Jose. The Granny is back in all her 4.6 liter, V8, quad cam glory… I missed her!