There's a difference....

between dreams and reality.

I always think about how nice it would be to live in the country. Less noise, fewer cars and people, clean air, nature. Then I remember how much of nature I'm not fond of. Things like dirt...and bugs. Mostly bugs.

As mentioned in a previous post, I'm house sitting. It's at a friend's place. They live on a county island and have horse property, so it's kinda like living in the country, only not really. But they have more than their fair share of bugs...and dirt...and critters.

They have horses, dogs, cats, chickens, and duck (plus a house bird, but I don't really count him, unless I'm trying to sleep in the front room and he WON'T SHUT UP). These creatures have to be fed and watered twice a day. Ordinarily not a problem, but they've gotten used to eating about 7am and then again at 5pm. Major ugh! That puts a crimp in all sorts of stuff, however for the most part it's not that bad. Except for the ducks. I hate duck (well, actually most waterfowl including geese and swans). They are bad tempered, mean, and stink. If you've never been bitten by a duck, feel lucky.

This, however, is the main rant of this post: INSECTS (this includes spiders). A few example to demonstrate my point:

One morning I go to put my jeans on (I had them hanging on a chair with the legs hanging onto the floor a bit), I shake the legs out and out flies a scorpion! A medium-sized yellow one. Well, I of course lost my mind and did the Mexican hat dance on it with my shoes that smeared it all across the floor. Not good times.

Another time, I'm laying in bed trying to sleep and I feel something tickling my stomach. I had the fan blowing so I figure it's just a loose hair. I reach down to pull it off and I feel something crunchy. I did what any sane person would do and smacked whatever was on my across the room, turned on the light and found that I'd had a spider crawling on me. *shudder*

Now, yes those are only two incidents but they don't include the numerous mosquito, ant, and fly bites I've gotten as well as the positively unbelievable number of spiders in the garage.

Country living...sounds nice in theory, but HIGHLY overrated. At least in Arizona.

Summer School

It always amazes me just exactly how much professors try to cram into the 6 weeks of summer school. That is to say, 18 weeks of normal classes are not streamlined into 6 weeks, but actually smashed down into a little ball like a slice of bread, then crammed down your throat-without the benefit of any sort of beverage-where you are expected to swallow, digest, and then regurgitate the information on multiple quizzes, test, homework, and exams.

You think after nearly 10 years of school, most of which included summer classes, I would remember this and thus the suffering and total lack of free time involved.

Exciting things...

please note not all exciting thing are good, nor are they necessarily bad

1. I got a promotion at work (after roughly 5 interviews) and will be changing to a different Red Roof Inn-namely the Phoenix West property off of 51st Ave. My official title will be Assistant General Manager (AGM). It also means I'll be salaried (yay for increased income) as well as the low man on the management totem pole (boo for crazy hours). However, my start date is not officially set.

2. My manager here at Chandler, got fired! Rough going for a while and things will be shaky until we officially get a new general manager hired.

3. Summer classes are almost half way over. Huzzah!

4. I'm house-sitting and critter watching. Always an interesting game.

5. As previously mentioned, Rachel is preggers and I'm going to be an aunt (the favorite of course!)

I'm sure other exciting things have happened, but at this time my brain can't think of any.