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[19 Jul 2005|02:14pm] |
Hey Lee!
I'm doing really well. I thought I'd send an update email, just to tell you how I'm doing. Oh, by the way, I got your "Week E" email, and I'm glad to hear that you're enjoying camp, and having a good time! And getting valuable leadership skills as well, I'm sure. I know you like it there, and I'm glad you've found some work that you enjoy, and that is a valuable investment in people's lives.
My job is going really well. I'm making a lot of money, and getting good office experience, and even going the extra mile (which could lead to commissions and bonuses!). I'm doing receptionist work, I don't know if you remember, but so far, I have cleaned out a refridgerator, organized a kitchen and a file closet, cleaned out and filed three years' worth of papers (they were all in a box), and done stuff like that. It's good work. Also, I found out who my roommate is! I have yet to call her, but it is really exciting. I'm ready to go. I can't wait.
I promised to finish the fourth of July story. Here's how it went. I went to Kristyn's house, and we had a cookout and watched fireworks (the big ones you buy in south carolina- they're illegal here). Her neighbors had them. We watched them a little too close for comfort, but they were nice, and no accidents. Then, we shot off a flare, and nearly caught her neighbor's cornfield on fire. It landed in the cornfield, and we saw this red glow for a little while, and we were kind of worried for a second. But the fire went out, and it was all good. It sounds really dangerous, but I'm not an arsonist, I promise. And believe it or not, her grandparents were the ones that shot off the flares. So, after that, they shot them off in the grass where nothing could catch on fire. After that, the show was over, and I left and went back home with my other friend, Tess. I dropped Tess off, and headed home. It was a good evening.
So good, in fact, that we got together again that thursday, and watched four movies and had a sleepover. It was great. I had to get up and get changed for work in the morning, but that was ok too. I stopped by my house, and went straight to work.
I don't think I've even been in my house much lately. It's like I don't even live there any more. I have a bedroom there, but that's about to change. I go out every Sunday night with my friends, I'm at work all day, and I have Tuesday morning childcare and Wednesday night Bible study. It's getting kind of tight. I'm going to miss my Mom and Dad and Stephen, but I'm ready to go. Ready to move out. It's sad, but relieving at the same time. Scary because of the new responsibilities, but exciting because of the possibilities. I'm ready to go.
Three more weeks to go. I can't wait. That's how long I have to get my new room in order, and pack everything, and leave from everything I know to go to a new place. I'll see if I can talk to my roommate and get themed decor, or something. It's a girl thing, to coordinate the bedding and the curtains and the pillows and the accessories. You can decorate it by theme (ex: surf), or by color (ex: blue), or by motif (ex: stripes). It's a lot to think about. Mom wants me to buy a lot of my stuff there, so we don't have to carry it all the way across the country. She said, "I'm sure they have a Wal-Mart."
Anyway, that's about all with me, keep me posted on how you're doing! I'll see you later!
Sincerely,
CLB
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