No good, very bad day

That was my day yesterday. A LOT of things went wrong, including, but not limited to:

-Having to spend 45 minutes on the phone with various offices at both WSU and UW to try and figure out why there was a hold on my account which made it so that WSU couldn't process my financial aid. I know that school doesn't start for a month still, but it is really stressing me out to not have any idea of what my expected contribution is or whether or not I'll need loans. Goodness, I put down the deposit on an apartment that I *think* works with my budget, but I don't know for sure cause I haven't seen the actual budget.

-Realizing that the hold on my account was because I was *TOO* efficient and had UW send my official transcripts to WSU before my degree had posted. So basically, WSU had paperwork from me saying that I had a previous degree and therefore I should be coded as one kind of student, but the transcript from UW made it look like that wasn't the case.

-Being immensely angry that neither UW nor WSU let me know what was going on! If I hadn't caught this by simply being on top of things, I shudder to think how long this would have gone on.

-Worrying that there might still be problems even after resending the transcript with my degree on it (which ended up costing me $20, $10 the first time and $10 the second time).

-Intense levels of stress and angst surrounding my general home life as we are all in a state of upheaval due to my parents' impending move.

-Traffic coming home from work.

-Realizing that I may or may not have killed my sister's bird by not giving it water. I really don't remember whether or not he had water, but I guess it is my fault since I was the only one home for the last couple of weeks. This stupid bird lived to the ripe old age of 11 (as a zebra finch) and then I go and kill it by not giving it water. I feel great.

-Frustrations in general over the fact that while everyone tries to understand, not many people do completely understand what it is like to be a PK. No, it does not boil down simply to the fact that now my parents get to live in a big, beautiful house.

Like I said, there were a lot more stresses. But I'm actually having a pretty okay day today and I don't want to make it bad by reliving all of the badness of yesterday. In the good news department:

-I came home from work yesterday and bawled for like 15 minutes. Now I know this doesn't sound like a good thing, but sometimes just crying makes everything better. For me, it's almost as if I haven't actually processed the things that are making me upset until I get it all out by crying. Of course, I can't prompt the crying myself, it has to be something totally stupid to bring it on, but it is nice once you can get it out of your system.

-I got an email today from B&N telling me that they shipped my Harry Potter book! I am super excited and plan on scheduling as much time as possible to read it this weekend. I have read a number of articles that say that everything makes sense at the end. This makes me happy as I had horrible visions of Rowling just killing everybody off and leaving the story without any ending whatsoever.

-It may be hard for me to get much reading in this weekend, though, as I have a lot of cool things planned. Friday night and Saturday I am going with Warren to the boy scout camp that he used to work at out on the peninsula. This trip involves a drive by (if not over) the brand new Tacoma Narrows bridge, which looks incredibly cool. (I think that Warren's love of bridges may be starting to rub off on me, although in my defense, I have always found bridges to be pretty cool).

-Since we only have SS and AM service on Sunday, we are going to have a BBQ after church and then go canoeing on the lake! This has been in the works for seriously like a year, and it is finally happening. I am excited.

Spare Change

The change? My parents are moving to San Francisco sometime soon. Ambiguous, I know. But that is the best they can give me. Maybe the middle of September? Apparently when the pastor changes were announced in May or so, that wasn't the end of it. So Monday night (while I was still at home and not down at camp) I got a call from my mom saying that they were in Olympia and had decided to come home for the night. I should have been tipped off right there, but no. So they came waltzing in at 10 pm, made small talk for awhile, and then told me that they didn't just randomly decide to come home. They wanted to tell me in person that they were going to be moving down to Richmond.

AGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sorry. I just needed to get that out. Now don't get me wrong, I am WAY less upset about this move than the last time we moved, mainly because I was already planning on moving away from my parents in August. But I wasn't planning on MOVING to Spokane, as in to live there solidly for the next 2 years. I was planning to live there for the school months and then come back home (home being Seattle) for the breaks. But now what do I do? Where is my home? Is my home where my parents are? I'm not so sure. And if my home isn't where my parents are, and home is truly Seattle, what will I do in terms of (a) Seeing my parents and (b) Living in Seattle over the breaks??? Like I said, it really is not THAT complicated but it is frustrating, especially since this came falling out of the clear blue sky. I really feel bad for my mom, though. I am moving to Spokane, and she will move away and leave Lindsey and Alex in Seattle to go to UW. Hopefully she can find some way to entertain herself. So yah, if you have a spare prayer, you can think of our family. Wanna know the rest?

Bro. Bob and Sis. Cheryl to Portland
Bro. Bill and Sis. Lori to Medford
My dad and mom to Richmond/San Fran
Bro. Larry and Sis. Rachel to Seattle

Yay! What fun.

Sicko...

...that's what I was for the past couple of days. How wonderful is it that we all go to camp meeting and share with each other? Stories, friendships, activities, joys, prayer meetings, kitchenette parties... and that horrible thing that seems to crop up every year, the infamous upset stomach.

Tuesday night, I was hanging out with Zach and Mandy and despite the fact that it was nearing 11:30, we decided that we needed to do a Taco Bell run. So I ended up eating Taco Bell at about midnight. The next morning when I woke up, I didn't feel the best, but I assumed it was cause I had eaten crap food so late at night. Sadly, things continued to get worse and worse. The worst part of this is that I HAD to drive home that afternoon (this was on the 4th of July) cause I was supposed to have a BBQ at Warren's and then go to work on Thursday and Friday. Well, the drive went alright, thankfully. When I got home I took a quick nap hoping to make myself feel better. No can do... when I woke up I promptly regurgitated and then felt okay for awhile. I decided to go to Warren's house cause I thought that was the end of it. Suffice it to say, I was only there about an hour and a half and that was with me barfing there once too. So I came home, laid on my bed in my hot hot HOT bedroom and proceeded to be miserable. To make matters worse, it was the 4th of July and Warren and I were gonna go see really cool fireworks, but for obvious reasons, I had to bail. And then I had to lay there being hot and feeling miserable and having my already sporadic sleep constantly interrupted by the loud pop of fireworks. To make matters worse, I had to take the day off yesterday cause I still wasn't feeling good, so the already very limited amount of time that I was going to be able to work was made that much smaller.

I don't even know where I caught it since when I left, I hadn't heard of any one else being sick. But when I got home and started checking bebo, it turns out that a couple of other people who were there were having similar symptoms. Such is life. I'm just glad that:

A: I am feeling IMMENSELY better today

B: I didn't have to do the drive home from Portland/puke every hour thing

C: I could be sick in the comfort of my own house, as opposed to my cabin

More happy news! Tonight is Warren's birthday party and we are going to see Transformers. I also bought tickets for the midnight showing of HP5 yesterday. I know, I am a HUGE dork, but what can I say. Also, I get to go back down to Portland tomorrow (even if it is only for the day) and I am bringing Warren with me. I probably won't post again until after camp, but we will see. And finally, my super cool shirt came in the mail while I was gone: