Barbri

"Ahhh. A man with a sharp wit. Someone ought to take it away from him before he cuts himself." - Peter da Silva

On Monday morning I called my father and brother to check in on their progress. I then drove over to the crockett center to register and pick up my barbri books. I was not in the system, but I told them to try fliping my name and they found me. The 8 books were heavy. That wasn't too hard for a first day.

I then wanted some food. It was time for Whataburger. I couldn't find one, so I ended up driving about 8 miles out of the way and then found a place. It was a good meal, though I didn't like that I had to eat alone.

Then I dropped by Wal-mart. Oh how I have missed that supercenter that drives small businesses into the ground and doesn't give benefits. They pass a small part of that savings on to me I hear. I made a lot of comfort purchases. Toothpaste, detergent, water and such. I spent way too much money.

I came home, and started to set up and unpack. I put my clothes away and made myself at home. I still need a lot of things, but the room is coming together. I'm trying to set up a nice study area as well. I watched a missed sopranos episode on Oscar's housemate's Danny's TV. HDTV is so nice.

For dinner I had jack in the box. I need to figure something out for dinner cause I can't be eating out everyday. I was really worried about class and I think the stress really showed on how I treated people. I need to not worry and just work. I have this fortune cookie in my wallet that was given to me as a motivational tool years ago. I hope I follow its directions. Maybe it will give me the luck I need for this summer.

I feel like I am in an alternate universe. The world is so different and I don't know my place in it. I need to get deeper into that job search. I have no clue what the texture of the next year is going to be. That is scary for a person that likes to plan and likes to have control. That is actually a problem I'm working on, control. I want to control things in the sense I think there is a way thing should be and when they are not it bothers me. I think things should be fair, I think when you do good things, people should recipricate. But that isn't how life works, sometimes you do your best, but you can't control how things will turn out or other people's actions. No matter how justified I feel, I need to just understand that it is unfair and what you put in isn't always what you get out...speaking of, I don't think I notice when what I get is so much more than what I put in, I'm not complaining then.

Tuesday was my first day of Barbri. I woke up early and timed my trip through Austin's traffic. Since I start in Buda and go to north Austin, I get all of the traffic, all of it. Since class is at 9am, that makes things worse too. I get to class 20 mins early, pick out a good seat and am nervous for how the lecture is going to go. Then I get a call from my Dad. The trailer he was driving with my stuff broke down north of Waco. I leave the class before it starts and spend the next hour and a half on the phone with Uhaul trying to get him help. His phone was running out of battery, so that made things even worse and increased my stress like no other. Finally I get a guy to agree to come help him out and my dad calls and tells me he fixed the flat on his own and didn't need a new wheel and was going to keep on going. So I cancel with the guy and go and listen to the end of class. I would tell you how I feel about barbri, but right now my mind is still on the uhaul.

So my dad's phone is off so I can't call him and check his status. I have no clue where he is. I go to walmart and get him a charger and then home to wait for him. I felt like a parent waiting for their child to get home. As each hour passes the scenerio in my mind gets worse and worse. I'm worried about him and also cats. Oh by the way, Abram tells me that in the morning the cats were animals and crazy about not wanting to go. They hissed, stratch, hid and ran. Mia got into Abram's box frame and he had to shake her out. At one point they were trying to get Koki into the cage with a stick. I felt so terrible for my father and brother (both were scratched) and also for my cats who are not enjoying this tramatic move.

My dad never arrives it seems as the hours pass. He finally arrives with a story about fixing a flat tire then having to get a whole new tire he bought for 20 bucks. How he was able to do all this with two cats in tow I'll never know. We unpacked and I moved a bunch of my stuff into my new summer home. The rest of the night was just unpacking and talking. My dad plans to leave early in the morning.

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