New Position
We are still trying to get our money back. They have us speaking to their executive resolution department due to how out of control the service failure is on nearly every touch point. For the record I gave them the name of Edward for the name on the check. Not my name. So I called to see if I could cash that check but they told me there was already a stop on it. Now they had to wait until the forms were received so they could deposit the money back.I like them– they’re still the best option from other banks.. but man alive have they sorely failed me when it really needed them.Next time I’ll get a cashier check elsewhere.other than that….I am in my 2nd week of training. I’ll update more on that soon.I’ve got to get some sleep.just Pray.Knotts
Hey,
Knotts. Not like the berry farm but rather the kind you get in your stomach. I am filled with them. Trying to not be, but I look at life and cant help but feel a little uneasy.
Everything fit. The U-Haul was jammed packed. Filled to the ceiling but it fit. I actually couldn’t believe how many things we own. Despite some efforts to downsize there are still quite the number of things we own.
The condo won’t let people park at the complex in front of the living areas… so we were forced to find some other parking for the night. A little ways away in the Ralph’s Parking lot is all of our stuff packed inside a 10ft truck and the car on a trailer behind it. Tomorrow is the day. Tomorrow is that day. Again.
Yet, looking at the time tomorrow is now today. Time really has sped by the past few weeks. Things have went into hyper drive. Now we will spend more money on furniture and services before I even start work. We have little other options. Limited is the best way to describe them.
Tonight/this morning we are sleeping in the living room. Not sure we will even be able to sleep that much. I know with how I feel I probably won’t get that much rest. I’m a mess. What can I do? I’m more surrounded by what I can’t do rather than what I can do. It’s quite the predicament to be in.
September. Already? Next week will make… 12 years since 9/11. How insane. Yet now it feels as tho the country is going to embark on new ways of war against new lands than it was 12 some odd years ago.. Not going to go into all of that. Syria is in the need of help, but who knows if they want that help to come in the form of bombings? I sure don’t. Instead of all the polls about if Americans want to bomb Syria, lets ask the people of Syria if they want us to intervene in the bombing ways that people are speaking of.
Woah, getting off track. Time. “Time is ticking away. Tick tick tickin’ away…”
More recently though it feels like we were just at Knotts. As of now it was almost a month ago. i can hardly believe it. Yes, I am taking this post full circle. I know that being in my late 20’s I am still young. I can however understand the old saying that “you wake up one day and life has passed you by”. I get it. I know how that could happen. Maybe not to the extent of some. But the fact that every year time seems to speed up more and more…
Anyway. I should try and sleep. It will be time to get up and go before I know it.
just Pray
World of Change
Hey
My life is about to see a world of change. If I wanted to be cute and match the content of this post… I would have said I would ‘sea’ a world of change. Just a missed swapportunity.
It should end up being one of those times you look back in a coupe of years and think ‘yeah, things really changed then’ or ‘that’s when things got real’ .. That is the kind of feel the next few weeks/months hold for me.
It is quite a feeling. I sometimes anticipate it, sometimes I dread, other times I am a bit afraid. Simply put: there are a whole lot of unknown variables that are in play. Things that can’t be accounted for at this time but that doesn’t matter to them, they still linger.
I really hope that things turn out for the best. Unfortunately, my theory of being prepared for this worst- isn’t something that I can really do this time around.
Constant pressure within my chest. Good thing its all in my head and only a semi-chemical reaction.
On to happy things.
This weekend my parents rented a car (as we are conserving the miles on my car) and we went to the beach. We ventured down to the same beach we had been to countless times before. Sunset beach. Not far away from Long beach and Seal beach. This time we didn’t fully immerse in the water. Nor did we all stay as a group. Instead almost as a sad sign of times to come we went our different ways and stayed that way until we left. Maryia and myself walked along the coast until it came to an end. Literally. The beach stopped at some navy site. There was a fence around the area and signs saying no pictures were allowed. We began our walk back and noticed that we overlooked a sign that said nobody should go to the end of the beach because it was military grounds.
Ah well. Nobody said anything. Good thing too.
Then we went to eat at a place as California as they come. Yep, we went to In-N-Out.
Afterwards we trekked down to the historic Santa Monica Pier.
All this time we had wanted to visit. It’s such a cool area… and I don’t mean that in a funny way. It has so much history baked into it. It has a bit of everything. Small coasters, games, fishing, the end of Route 66, to the carousel designed by the guy who worked on the famed Coney Island.
Why hadn’t I gone sooner? I should’ve… that’s for sure. So traffic wasn’t fun in the area but totally worth the experience and history.
It would had even made a killer date night with the wife. But alas, we kept putting it off.
Needless to say, the weekend made Maryia and I appreciate California that much more (as if we needed to any further). It also gave me a chance to look into things now past and things that are all but here to stay.
Other good news, Jars of Clay new album dropped just a couple of days ago. Thanks to FreeMyApps I was able to get the album free.
So much to do…. & so many things running across my mind all at once. It is getting to the point that even music isn’t able to clam these thoughts. When I pray I usually end up falling asleep. Erg. At least thats the normal thing to happen at night. Not during the day… But you know what I’m talking about, don’t you?
The one thing I didn’t get to do is feel all artsy. There is a spot that would’ve made a pretty cool picture. Didn’t have the means to get to it and take that shot. Also will need to return to the SMP sometime as I missed out on some shots over there as well.
I’m not complaining. I like having reasons to return. The night itself was great. The thick fog rolled onto the beach and inland. The culmination of the sunset, the fog and the waves seemed to make the perfect crescendo to the end of our day.
just Pray


