Speeding cars and the jitters

Well, I’m back in KC guys.

I wish I was more excited about that fact, but I’m not and here we are. My sister, my mom, and I all left Thursday morning at about 9:00 AM. We had borrowed a friends truck and packed my furniture into it. Everything else we fit in my tiny little car and then I drove the four hours to Kansas City. The drive was uneventful – which I am thankful for. I drove behind my mom most of the way and I just kept imagining all my furniture flying out of the back of the truck. But it didn’t. :)

When we were about ten minutes out from my new apartment, I checked my phone and had two missed calls from my roommate and one from my landlord.

Uh-oh.

I listened to the voice mail my roommate left and my stomach began to sink. She said, the apartment was a mess; the doors didn’t even have doorknobs on them; it was filthy, and she didn’t feel comfortable signing the lease. My landlord called me right when I was done listening and she explained that they had “overlooked” our apartment with all the other move-ins. She apologized and said they were having a cleaning crew come out to get it fixed up. So we went to a local diner to eat with my roommate and her mom until it was all ready.

But of course, it started to rain. We didn’t have a cover for out truck, so if it was out in the rain much longer, all of my furniture and my mattress would be ruined. We found a parking garage and just waited until the apartment could be ready. It took three hours after I got there, so five hours after our original move in time of 11 to be able to move in.

The apartment is really a fairly nice size except for the kitchen which is really small. Everything is just the right size for the two of us. It was still really dirty after the cleaning guy left (turned out to be the landlord’s husband), so on Friday we just scrubbed the whole place down. I mean walls, floors, everything. I was really overwhelmed on Friday. I had numerous little crying sessions where I went into my room and cried (I seem to be having a lot of those lately…) and then took a deep breath and kept moving on.

Plus, my mom kept telling me to suck it up.

We’re still having some issues with the apartment, but they are slowly getting fixed. Our hot water has not been working and the Maintenance Man has come by several times to try and fix it, but he doesn’t know what’s wrong so we’re hopefully getting a new one put in tomorrow. It’s the little things like hot water that you take for granted. Also, screened windows. None of our windows (except our bathroom window) have screens – and I don’t do bugs. The Maintenance Man is supposed to bring some tomorrow as well. There are issues, but they are slowly getting fixed.

We found some chevron curtains from Target that are adorable. :love: Our apartment is really cute now that we have the couches and everything set up. It’s starting to become my home away from home. And things are starting to get a little cluttered as well, just like home, which is why I don’t have a picture of my room yet. ;) But I’ll share later when I’m finished decorating! For now, here is our living room!

Living Room

Living Room 2

Today was my third day of classes. I really hate the first week – even though it’s mainly going over syllabi and whatnot, it gives me the jitters. So far, all of my professors seem really good. I just hope it stays like that. I don’t have too rough of a load and my schedule is really nice. I only have one class Monday/Wednesday/Friday and then I have three back-to-back on Tuesday/Thursday. I’m taking:

  • (Financial) Accounting 210
  • Microeconomics 202
  • Political Science 210
  • MIS 202 (a computer class)
  • Physics 140 (online course)

I’m a little worried about my Poli-Sci class. Our exams are all online and he gives us three days to take them – because we will need 36 hours to complete them. A bit intimidating, but I’ll pull through.

I had a job interview today at a local movie theater. I received a call relatively late last night from the manager and I was extremely surprised. It was an application I turned in basically on a whim and I wasn’t really expecting a call back. I was actually planning to call back in a few days to ask about it. So I went in today for the interview (after worrying all morning and through lunch about it) and went over some of the policies they gave me. The manager that interviewed me was really nice. He was very laid-back and didn’t seem too much older than me which made me more comfortable.

He asked a lot of questions about scenarios and how I felt about certain problems, how I would handle situations. I tried to incorporate previous job experience as much as I could (from working at a hotel) and I think he really liked that. I tried to be friendly and honest – I wanted to make sure that not only I was a good fit for the company, but they were a good fit for me. He had me give a sales pitch on one of the programs and I thought I did really well.

At the end of the interview he said, “You just aced this interview.”

I had thought I did well, but having him confirm that was so encouraging. He didn’t outright say that I got the job, but he did imply it. He said he had about twenty other people to interview over the next few days and he would give me a call back tomorrow or the day after. Even if I don’t get the job, at least I have the experience and it was a positive experience as well. Plus he was really nice, haha.

But I could really use the job. Textbooks this semester cost me $750. D: Also, I really love free movies, haha.

My last summer night in baseball heaven

I rolled out of bed this morning determined to hit that three mile mark. I haven’t been running as much as I would like lately, but this morning I just knew that I could do it. It may not seem like a lot, but for someone who could barely run a mile at the beginning of the summer, it felt really good. Well, the run was awful. I’ve been sick, so I sounded like Darth Vader wheezing around my neighborhood. Then I got a stitch in my side around mile two, but I pushed through and finished in 38:26. Not a very good pace by any means, but I’m proud that I did it.

Andrew left today for school. He has to be back a week early for nursing school so I went to lunch with him, his mom, and some friends. He had some room in his car left so he stopped by my house afterwards to take my TV and a few other small things of mine. (Yeah, I have a lot of stuff to bring back.) It’s about a four hour drive to Kansas City, so it always makes me nervous when he drives it by himself. I hugged him goodbye and told him to drive safe. And of course that I loved him. He hugged me back and I started to tear up.

I have been such an emotional roller coaster lately.

It’s only a week – not even since I’m leaving Thursday, but I’ll miss him. This summer we’ve gone much longer than that without seeing each other and it’s been fine, but it’s like once you know that person’s gone it’s suddenly much harder. I’m probably just being ridiculous and just needed a good cry since I haven’t had one in a while. My meltdown on the phone with the electric company doesn’t count, haha.

On Wednesday, I went to the Cardinals’ baseball game with two of my good girlfriends from church and a family friend. He bought us tickets in the bleacher seats in outfield and they were such great seats! We could see every pitch exactly where it landed in the catcher’s glove and we were right behind center-field man Jon Jay.

On the second pitch, the batter hit the ball straight at the elbow of our pitcher, Shelby Miller. He was taken out after that and the game just went downhill from there. Our defensive was pretty crap and the Dodgers kept scoring. Around the seventh inning, we decided to make the game a little more fun and started to call out Jon Jay’s name (not during the game of course, but between innings) to try and get him to wave at us. The seventh inning he pretty much ignored us; the eighth inning he turned and looked at us but didn’t do anything more. We were like, well hey, at least he looked at us!

Then at the beginning of the ninth he was throwing the ball back and forth to Matt Holliday and we kept shouting his name and cheering for him. Right before the inning started, he turned and began to run towards us. I was just thinking, “Oh! He’s going to wave to us!” But he kept running closer and it was like everything after that went into hyperspeed. The next thing I know he’s throwing the ball towards us and our friend leaned over me and caught it. (I mean honestly, do not trust me to catch a MLB baseball…)

It was totally awesome.

He gave the ball to us girls and we passed it around, touching it and kind of awed with what just happened. Jon Jay personally threw a baseball to us! We shouted that we loved him (haha, what fangirls we are) and were absolutely giddy for the rest of the game. We ended up losing horrendously – I think it was 13 to 4, but it was a ton of fun and we got a baseball! That never happens!

baseball heaven

Since there were three of us and only one baseball, we decided that we would “share” it. One of the girls took it home and said she’d pass it on over Christmas break. It’s honestly not that big of a deal to me whether I keep the baseball or not. Just the fact that Jon Jay threw the ball to me (okay, I think it was to me, but my memory could be a bit biasly skewed ;) ) is enough to make me happy!

It was a bit bittersweet since that was my last baseball game for the summer. I’m going to miss St. Louis and cheering for the Cards – we truly are a baseball city. But it’s off to Kansas City where they root for the Royals (boooo!) but I’ll proudly wear my hat when we make it to playoffs. :)

You can take the girl out of St. Louis but you can’t take St. Louis out of the girl. :)

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