life.

I ended up changing my flight on Thursday so I left on Sunday night instead. The extra 3 days wasn't much but was enough to make it feel like a "real" vacation. Unfortch, it didn't make it any easier to leave. I ended up crying in the airport, and on the flight and all day Monday when I got back. I don't sleep very well on flights so when I touched down in Detroit at 6:30 in the morning, I was exhausted. I got home at about 8:30 went right to sleep and had to get up and go to work from 2-8. Needless to say, Monday was a rough day. I just couldn't stop crying. I'm sure that it was me being just so overly exhausted coupled with the fact that I was just so bummed out about leaving, it just wasn't good.

I have however, began to formulate my plan that will allow me to move within the next year. I'm planning on dropping my classes for this semester and start working 40+ hours a week which I know will make me hate my life more than ever before but my main concern is making as much money as I can within the next year. I haven't told anyone of my plan to drop my classes yet because I know that it will cause a major freakout amongst my family (more my Dad than my Mom) but more so of the fact that by me not going to school = no health insurance coverage for me. God forbid something were to happen to me but, I think that it's something that needs to be done right now. I'm just not feeling school and really, the credits won't transfer to California when/if I decide to go to school out there thus me going now is essentially wasting money. I'm going to break this to my Dad this weekend and to my Mom...probably around the same time. It's not really going to be a big shocker to them (or, it shouldn't be really) I've talked about moving out there ever since my trip out there before this most recent one. I was going to actually go through with it the summer I graduated but then the whole divorce scenario went down and it just wasn't the right time. I think now, I've figured out that regardless of where I am, my family will be okay and life will go on. It's just time that I did what I want to do to better myself for a change instead of putting others ahead of me and making sure that they are alright. That's my reasoning anyway.

So really, my life for the next 11 months will consist of working as much as possible and sleeping. If this means that I have to try and get another job (which is way easier said than done in this shitty economic state of which I live in) then that's what is going to have to happen. Hopefully that will make the time go by faster because right now, a year sounds like it's a million years away.The Spice Girls concert is next month and then I'm hoping on visiting the best friend for spring break in April and a return trip to California at the end of May for my cousin Ryan's wedding. These next 6 months are looking to be busy, which is a very good thing. The only thing that would make it better would be for me to win the lottery and never have to work again but since I don't forsee that happening in the near future, working my ass off it is.

ps:

California, I miss you.