Not that I needed any more change in my life but it looks like I'll be moving back to Houston. I'm not sure how I feel about that yet, it's pretty bittter-sweet. I love it here in Salina, I love working at the YMCA but I can't continue to work par-time and skate by on my bills. I'm barely keeping my head above water as it is. I would love to stay in Salina but I can't get a full time job here to save my life. I think right now what's best for me would be to go back to Houston, try and get a job there at a YMCA until I get a real job. Plan is right now to start packing up my stuff and head home after drill and then figure out another time to get the rest of my stuff.
In other news, I'm sure all of my readers (all two of you) know that I have a new-ish nephew. One should definitely know since she's the one who delivered him :) He is very cute and wonderful. His name is Levi Douglas Carson and he's a weenie.
Here's a shocking piece of news. The Navy hates me.
When I move home, I'm going to hopefully live in the trailer out in Magnolia, the one that my former supposedly best friend of almost ten years was living in for free and subsequently destroyed. So he's going to be owing me a lot of money and he's going to be spending a lot of time helping clean up the place. I think, depending on the extent of the damages, I'm going to have to organize work days and get a bunch of guys out there who will help work on the place. I'll bribe them with food and beer :) It's gonna take a lot of work to get the place back up into living conditions but I'll do it...It's not a bad place when it's being taken care of. I definitely like the quiet that the place provides.
