I know it's been forever since I've posted. I've been toying with the idea of abandoning Sorry Sarah and getting a fresh start somewhere else... but then that seems like a heck of a lot of work when everything is already here, so I don't know. Until I make my final decision on the subject you get at least one more post from Sorry Sarah and here it goes:
I realize there are about 50 million things I need to update you on. I'll start with Christmas. It was fine. I spent it with Mike's parents. We had Arbys on Christmas Eve and instant mashed potatoes on Christmas Day, but whatev. I'm slowly learning that the world will not collapse into tiny pieces around me if I do not have the perfect meal on every important occasion. We went to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter which I realized at some point before going is not, in fact, its own theme park but a part of a theme park inside of Universal Studios Island of Adventure. It was kind of cool, but really it was a disappointment. The whole time we were there Mike and his sister were re-designing the park and coming up with the most fabulous ideas to make it better. The butterbeer was absolutely delicious, and it was super cool to walk the streets of Hogsmeade AND I am really glad I went, but it really wasn't everything I hoped it would be... sigh. Those darn expectations got to me again!
Other than that life has been fairly crazy. The rats are back in the garage of our house in San Diego and are sucking more time and money from our lives. It's freaking ridiculous, really. They. Will. Not. DIE. Our rental company's extermination company assessed the situation and recommended that we trim the thousands of palm trees around our house as the dying palms are breeding grounds for the rats apparently. We decided to just chop the 5 main offenders down, because it wasn't that much more expensive and do you know how much I have hated those stupid palm trees? I have been complaining about them for 5 years! They create so much nastiness inside of our pool and backyard, and I can't believe that now that we don't live there anymore we're finally rid of them. In any case, the trees are gone, there are traps throughout the garage, but those stupid vermin will not die and our renters keep calling and complaining that the rats are eating all of their stuff in the garage. I feel for them, I really do. I feel for me, too. Die, rats, die!
And probably the most prevalent thing.. the one that has changed the course of life as we thought we knew it.... Michael got a call a week before Christmas saying that he had been passed over for major. He thought it was a mistake at first because last time he checked he wasn't even up for promotion until December of 2012, but the joke was on us because apparently in an effort to greatly reduce the size of the armed forces(have you heard about those military budget cuts? Yep? They affected real people! us!), they looked at a much larger pool of people than normal and Michael was indeed up for major and indeed was passed over. The big question in our lives was finally answered, and it did not go the way we had hoped. He still has another chance... next year... but chances are slim, so we are forced to quickly reassess our "plan". Sometimes I think it's one of those blessings in disguise, because, holy cow... you mean... when you're not in the military you get to choose where you want to live? What a novel idea! Then, at the same time, we're both pretty scared because we owe an ungodly amount of money on a house in San Diego that we cannot get rid of because we bought at the worst time and it's not worth what we owe anymore. Not by a longshot. I looked into Obama's Making Home Affordable programs, of which there are many, and though we are seemingly prime candidates for these programs there's this little thing where if you are renting out the property it is now considered an investment property and you are no longer qualified for any of those programs. Nowhere in the fine lines is there anything pertaining to a situation like ours: HELLO, we aren't making any money on that house. We are simply renting it out because the military said we had to move and we couldn't afford to sell it. Wa. Wa. WAAAAH.
That's the short version of what's been going on with me lately. Good times, eh?
On the bright side, Sawyer is awesome and the weather here in South Carolina this time of year is to die for. Sawyer and I have even been going over to the park every day (I think we stumbled upon some poison ivy today, though, and I'm totally freaking out about it and praying that we don't erupt into horrific itchy rashes.. maybe it was some other weed with leaves of 3... I can only hope)
Good times, indeed.
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