Well the big news of the moment is I finally asked my grandpa about loaning me the money to get back into school this fall. I couldn't gauge his reaction very well but I didn't have a good feeling. I don't think he'd completely turn me down (especially since he has loaned my uncle and my cousins SO much in comparison to me and my parents; I don't think he's ever loaned my older sister anything but she's a whole different financial story) but I wasn't getting the impression that he's going to loan me the full amount I was suggesting. I hope at a minimum it will be enough to get back into the University this fall and then I'll continue to pay off the leaches from Heritage Property because really, what I owe the University is the only big stumbling block to really being able to be back in a normal life.
Work this week has been completely out of joint. I worked Sunday night (got holiday pay for midnight to 8AM), left work after about 45 minutes Monday night (my knee was KILLER), worked Tuesday and Wednesday nights at 500 (my new store), worked from 8AM to 2PM at the Fairgrounds store (which was interesting, first time I'd worked during the day at any store and it was 534 of all stores) was off Thursday night, and then was supposed to work 4:30PM to 2AM yesterday but got there an hour late because of my oh-so-lovely Intox-alock screwing up my car some more. On top of this debacle of how I found out about my new schedule our store supervisor Mark wants to know if I can stay and work in Des Moines two additional weeks. TWO WEEKS! After I've already pushed back by 2+ months when I move back, he wants an additional two weeks out of me. It's beginning to look more and more like I'm not going to be able to find a new job in Iowa City until I move back and maybe even until I start school when I'll have to cut back to student working hours. I wish that weren't the case, I'd like to have something I can leave QT with much sooner than later but it doesn't look like the cards are being dealt like that.
I cut my hair back shorter than it's been for several months, since football season sometime (I say that because I think the last time it was this short was when I did color guard for the Wisconsin game [and missed drill like a naughty little soldier]). I was tired of looking like a long-haired hippie (or as close as I get to one) plus I wanted to go and flirt with the stylist or whatever she's called. Both missions accomplished.
The appointment for an MRI for my knee got canceled Thursday night. I guess Methodist's MRI machine had a broken part that's necessary for scanning your knee (I didn't know that there were different parts of an MRI for different body parts but we learn something new every day). That stunk but I slept more because of it. Now I have to wait until after my consultation with the orthopedic surgeon to have it done but oh well.
Everything is on schedule for me to get my license back the first day I'm eligible. I got into the naughty driver's weekend this coming weekend in Iowa City (yet another trip to Iowa City that I'm only making because it's court-ordered with little to no socializing in sight) and that was the only piece left that could've delayed it. YAY! My months of driving with one eye always in the rear-view mirror are soon to be over. Technically I can have my license back two weeks from tomorrow, Sunday, June 19, but obviously the DOT won't be open and I don't believe they'll be opening the following day either (I think they're always closed on Mondays) so I'll have to wait until Tuesday the Twenty-First; six months and eleven days from when my downward spiral into hell started. I just had the thought that why couldn't I have been arrested before midnight so I could get my license back a day earlier? Well Genius, because that would still put it on a weekend. Hey, I'm smrt like that.
I think that about covers it for today. You're all caught up.