Do you think that dreams are trying to tell you something? Like, what ever you dream, do you think there is a meaning behind it?
I do.
The problem is though, I can never figure out what they mean. It's not every dream though. Just certain ones. Ones that seem to stand out, they have a feeling behind it, like I need to pay attention.
Usually when I have dreams like this I spend all day and sometimes a whole week trying to figure it out. I try to remember as many details as I can. It's hard to figure them out.
I had a dream the other night and my Preacher was in it. At first we were walking together and then he pushed me. It wasn't a gentle push either. He shoved me pretty hard. I kept walking with him and distanced myself from him going down some steps. He then asked me if I trusted him.
HA! Of course not, he had just pushed me. That is when he grabs my arm and pulls me down the steps and to a slide. I keeps telling me to trust him. So, I give in and I trust him. I go down the slide but the end of the slide is rough and I stop. Again my Preacher tells me to trust him and to keep going. I do what anyone would do...I kept going. I slide the rest of the way down the rough part of the slide and landed on top of a brand new silver mustang. Oh, it was nice! My Preacher is standing at the top of the slide looking down on me telling me I just won the car.
Evidently, the first person to touch the car won it. Free and clear. Once this registers I jump off to check it out. People start piling in the car ask to take a ride in it. I know the people that are getting in. The guy in the front seat is a guy I used to have a crush on, though, no longer.
I start to check out the car and it starts to deteriorate. The paint starts chipping and the windows start turning black, like a car that has been sitting in the same spot for years. I hop in the car and the interior is looking old too. I then notice that the car is a stick shift. I have never learned to drive a stick shift so this was a problem. But I quickly dismiss it cause I remember I still have my old car so I can learn to drive a stick shift without the fear of messing up the car. Of course, there is another problem. I finally look up to look out of the front window and I can't see over the hood! This car is simply impossible to drive! Everything is against me.
Of course my first thought is, maybe I can sell it!
And then I wake up.
Then I try to figure out what the dream meant because it meant something. But what?
Was it my doubt and resistance that caused the car to rot away so quickly? Or was it trusting my preacher? Though, I feel like I can trust him. I just can't figure out this dream.
Though, here is what I am thinking. I think that my preacher has guided me to a path of truth. A path that I have been long avoiding. The journey right now is smooth, like the slide, but eventually it will become rough. Maybe the preacher represents God and how if I trust him things will work out. I just have to push forward and trust that God will take me where I need to be.
Maybe this is my sign that the rough part is coming and I need to get ready.
Oh! Maybe talking to church boy is the rough part. I just have to trust that God is with me and I can do anything.
What do you think?
Much Love,
Heather
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, March 29, 2012
What a Day
So today has been some what amazing. The morning didn't start so amazing though.
I had trouble eating breakfast. I go through this every once in a while. I just can't fathom the idea of eating breakfast. I force it down anyways though cause I know I need it to go on with my day. Well, after I forced down my breakfast I noticed my cat had gotten sick and left me a gift in the hallway. I cleaned up it, of course. Then the gagging started. Now, I usually have a pretty strong stomach, but when I have trouble eating it just...sucks. Luckily I did keep down the breakfast I forced down.
Then I got to work, still a little sick and so not ready to do anything. I just wanted to go back to bed. Got to my desk and started working on the same thing I have been working on all week...actually for the past few weeks. Boring!
When I get bored I day dream. I started thinking about the cute boy at church and how I REALLY need to talk to him. Though, anyone that knows me also knows that I am rather shy. Well, shy when it comes to new people, especially when it's a guy I'm currently crushing on. That means, for me to actually talk to this guy, I really have to work up some nerves of steel...or something. Of course, day dreaming about talking to him made me smile like a goofball. If you saw this guys smile you would totally understand!
Then came my lonely lunch. I ate alone and wrote in my journal. Mainly just personal thoughts about how I really really want to talk to church boy. Yeah, it has gotten that bad.
And then the awesome thing happened. I had a meeting with one of my bosses. I have three! I work for a company within a company. I have one boss from the company I work for and two bosses from the company I work within. I work half time for both of the bosses for the company I work within. Follow?
Anyways, my boss tells me that I am doing a great job! He is trying to get me a company laptop. WOOT! And I won't be sitting at the same desk all day long! I will work half the day upstairs at the desk I'm at now. Then the other half I will work downstairs with the guys that I started working around in the first place. It's awesome, trust me!
I came home after work, my phone left in my purse (which is why I missed a phone call from a friend. Sorry Crystal!) and started working on my book. I have to get it formatted properly for uploading Saturday. The day is almost here! I am super nervous about this weekend! I am publishing my book and possibly talking to church boy, whom I am quite certain I will eventually marry one day.
Big dreamer over here!
Much Love,
Heather
I had trouble eating breakfast. I go through this every once in a while. I just can't fathom the idea of eating breakfast. I force it down anyways though cause I know I need it to go on with my day. Well, after I forced down my breakfast I noticed my cat had gotten sick and left me a gift in the hallway. I cleaned up it, of course. Then the gagging started. Now, I usually have a pretty strong stomach, but when I have trouble eating it just...sucks. Luckily I did keep down the breakfast I forced down.
Then I got to work, still a little sick and so not ready to do anything. I just wanted to go back to bed. Got to my desk and started working on the same thing I have been working on all week...actually for the past few weeks. Boring!
When I get bored I day dream. I started thinking about the cute boy at church and how I REALLY need to talk to him. Though, anyone that knows me also knows that I am rather shy. Well, shy when it comes to new people, especially when it's a guy I'm currently crushing on. That means, for me to actually talk to this guy, I really have to work up some nerves of steel...or something. Of course, day dreaming about talking to him made me smile like a goofball. If you saw this guys smile you would totally understand!
Then came my lonely lunch. I ate alone and wrote in my journal. Mainly just personal thoughts about how I really really want to talk to church boy. Yeah, it has gotten that bad.
And then the awesome thing happened. I had a meeting with one of my bosses. I have three! I work for a company within a company. I have one boss from the company I work for and two bosses from the company I work within. I work half time for both of the bosses for the company I work within. Follow?
Anyways, my boss tells me that I am doing a great job! He is trying to get me a company laptop. WOOT! And I won't be sitting at the same desk all day long! I will work half the day upstairs at the desk I'm at now. Then the other half I will work downstairs with the guys that I started working around in the first place. It's awesome, trust me!
I came home after work, my phone left in my purse (which is why I missed a phone call from a friend. Sorry Crystal!) and started working on my book. I have to get it formatted properly for uploading Saturday. The day is almost here! I am super nervous about this weekend! I am publishing my book and possibly talking to church boy, whom I am quite certain I will eventually marry one day.
Big dreamer over here!
Much Love,
Heather
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Wacky Wednesday: Never ending pockets
It started as just another day. I crawled out of bed...cause I am NOT a morning person. Hopped in the shower, made my lunch, ate breakfast and headed down the road to work. Got to work and my co-worker wasn't in yet so I took my time getting things done. I kind of dislike when he is in the office cause it's harder to pretend to be doing work when he is there.
Lunch, I ate alone. Yep, that is going to be normal from now on. I got to write. I noticed the walk way outside the cafeteria was jammed with birds. They just party it up outside. Some of them noticed me sitting in the cafeteria today. After work they found me and asked me why I was eating alone. I told them it was better that way because I could write.
After lunch is when things started getting weird. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to put it on my desk. With it came an old movie ticket. I don't remember seeing the movie, it was called Forever. I looked it up but couldn't find it. It must be from another world. Then my co-worker asked me if I had a Greek symbol for =. I was like, "sure let me dig it out of my pocket." I was being funny, but the joke was on me. I pulled it out of my pocket!
That wasn't the end of it either. The birds that I saw after work asked for some bread. I checked my pockets, I was going to turn them inside out to show I didn't have anything. Guess what fell out of my pockets! BREAD!
All kinds of things were falling out of my pockets. I found watches, cups, forks, pocket knives, drinks and snacks. Everytime I stuck my hand in my pocket something new was coming out. I thought it was the pants I was wearing. So I changed them.
Suddenly the new pants were leaking out of the pockets too! I even found a Stephen King book this time!
Then at church I was thinking how I could use a mint and I reached in my pocket and found a mint.
Too bad I can't pull I boyfriend out of it. Although, I did have church boy's attention tonight!
Much Love
Heather
Lunch, I ate alone. Yep, that is going to be normal from now on. I got to write. I noticed the walk way outside the cafeteria was jammed with birds. They just party it up outside. Some of them noticed me sitting in the cafeteria today. After work they found me and asked me why I was eating alone. I told them it was better that way because I could write.
After lunch is when things started getting weird. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to put it on my desk. With it came an old movie ticket. I don't remember seeing the movie, it was called Forever. I looked it up but couldn't find it. It must be from another world. Then my co-worker asked me if I had a Greek symbol for =. I was like, "sure let me dig it out of my pocket." I was being funny, but the joke was on me. I pulled it out of my pocket!
That wasn't the end of it either. The birds that I saw after work asked for some bread. I checked my pockets, I was going to turn them inside out to show I didn't have anything. Guess what fell out of my pockets! BREAD!
All kinds of things were falling out of my pockets. I found watches, cups, forks, pocket knives, drinks and snacks. Everytime I stuck my hand in my pocket something new was coming out. I thought it was the pants I was wearing. So I changed them.
Suddenly the new pants were leaking out of the pockets too! I even found a Stephen King book this time!
Then at church I was thinking how I could use a mint and I reached in my pocket and found a mint.
Too bad I can't pull I boyfriend out of it. Although, I did have church boy's attention tonight!
Much Love
Heather
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Wacky Wednesday: The Eyes
So this morning I woke up paranoid as crap! I thought there was going to be someone standing around every corner, waiting to snap me up and kill me or something. I finally got ready and out to my car and checked my back seats. I just knew there was someone sitting in the back seat waiting to press a blade to my throat. But, just like in the house, there was no one.
I get in my car and start it up. The window is misty with dew from the night and I suddenly realize there is someone standing in the woods! They are standing there, just waiting for me to turn on my headlights. When I turn on the headlights it is going to be some mad crazy looking witch and she is going to come floating to my car, through the window and eat my soul!
I turn on the headlights and then the windshield wipers. I close my eyes and wait.
Nothing happens. I open my eyes fearing that the ugly witch is going to be looking into the car at me. But, alas, there is nothing. Just my paranoia again. I put the car in gear, back out of the drive way and on to work I go.
I look on the side of the road, waiting for some strange man with an axe or the crazy old witch to come flying out of the woods and into my car. But I make it to work just as safely as ever.
At work I feel like everyone is watching me. Which they probably are, to make sure I don't have any fun and work the whole time. I keep looking behind me to make sure no one is standing watching me. I wait for the witch to come out of no where. But still nothing.
I make it through the work day and make it home safely. My paranoia had gone away once I got home. I got ready for church and all was well. I went to a book store before church and everything was fine, awesome in fact. The book store was like walking into heaven. Old books just waiting for me to buy them. They were all screaming "Pick me, Pick me!" But I couldn't pick them all. I promised them all I would be back for more, that seemed to keep them quiet until I left. I wonder how many books I made cry today...
Church! Yay! No need for paranoia here. Everyone is friendly but the bookstore inside the church gets way to crowded and I start to panic. Me and mom leave the bookstore and go find a seat and wait for service to start. Of course I keep my eyes out for the cute guy I always stare at. I can't help it, he has a really nice smile. I spot him of course and all is right with the world.
As every one starts pilling in I start feeling something, like someone is watching me. I can't help but to look up at the ceiling to see if something is there, but there is nothing but lights. But I still feel the eyes on me. Something is watching me. I look for the old witch. I knew she had to be there some where. Looking out from a dark corner, waiting for the perfect time to attack. I see her no where. Then, I find them. THE EYES! The ones that I have felt on me for a few minutes. The eyes that have sent me into a paranoid panic trying to find who they belong to. But as soon as I spot them and stare straight at them, I suddenly no longer care that they watch me.
Why?
Because it is the cute boy whose smile I look for every Sunday and Wednesday. Yes, cute church boy is looking my way! My smile grows as he looks away and I want to jump and scream and shout, but I just can't bring that kind of attention to myself. He would think I was crazy! Though, I am...I don't want him to know that until AFTER he falls in love with me.
And then I saw HER! The old witch that I have been looking for all day! I knew she had been following me. I knew it! When I finally spot her she smiles at me...a real, kind smile, and walks out of the church.
What?? Was that her plan all day? To make me paranoid so that I would see the guy with the cute smile staring at me? Was it her plan to show me that I may not be the only on interested? Oh, old witch, I thought you were evil...Now, you are just confusing.
Much Love
Heather
I get in my car and start it up. The window is misty with dew from the night and I suddenly realize there is someone standing in the woods! They are standing there, just waiting for me to turn on my headlights. When I turn on the headlights it is going to be some mad crazy looking witch and she is going to come floating to my car, through the window and eat my soul!
I turn on the headlights and then the windshield wipers. I close my eyes and wait.
Nothing happens. I open my eyes fearing that the ugly witch is going to be looking into the car at me. But, alas, there is nothing. Just my paranoia again. I put the car in gear, back out of the drive way and on to work I go.
I look on the side of the road, waiting for some strange man with an axe or the crazy old witch to come flying out of the woods and into my car. But I make it to work just as safely as ever.
At work I feel like everyone is watching me. Which they probably are, to make sure I don't have any fun and work the whole time. I keep looking behind me to make sure no one is standing watching me. I wait for the witch to come out of no where. But still nothing.
I make it through the work day and make it home safely. My paranoia had gone away once I got home. I got ready for church and all was well. I went to a book store before church and everything was fine, awesome in fact. The book store was like walking into heaven. Old books just waiting for me to buy them. They were all screaming "Pick me, Pick me!" But I couldn't pick them all. I promised them all I would be back for more, that seemed to keep them quiet until I left. I wonder how many books I made cry today...
Church! Yay! No need for paranoia here. Everyone is friendly but the bookstore inside the church gets way to crowded and I start to panic. Me and mom leave the bookstore and go find a seat and wait for service to start. Of course I keep my eyes out for the cute guy I always stare at. I can't help it, he has a really nice smile. I spot him of course and all is right with the world.
As every one starts pilling in I start feeling something, like someone is watching me. I can't help but to look up at the ceiling to see if something is there, but there is nothing but lights. But I still feel the eyes on me. Something is watching me. I look for the old witch. I knew she had to be there some where. Looking out from a dark corner, waiting for the perfect time to attack. I see her no where. Then, I find them. THE EYES! The ones that I have felt on me for a few minutes. The eyes that have sent me into a paranoid panic trying to find who they belong to. But as soon as I spot them and stare straight at them, I suddenly no longer care that they watch me.
Why?
Because it is the cute boy whose smile I look for every Sunday and Wednesday. Yes, cute church boy is looking my way! My smile grows as he looks away and I want to jump and scream and shout, but I just can't bring that kind of attention to myself. He would think I was crazy! Though, I am...I don't want him to know that until AFTER he falls in love with me.
And then I saw HER! The old witch that I have been looking for all day! I knew she had been following me. I knew it! When I finally spot her she smiles at me...a real, kind smile, and walks out of the church.
What?? Was that her plan all day? To make me paranoid so that I would see the guy with the cute smile staring at me? Was it her plan to show me that I may not be the only on interested? Oh, old witch, I thought you were evil...Now, you are just confusing.
Much Love
Heather
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
I just need to rant
Yeah, you should have known it would come soon. Why? Because Heather likes to rant, and I haven't posted anything in almost a week.
Before I say anything I would like to say that I love my friends! Know that, because I am sure you are going to question it after this rant.
So here has what's been bugging me lately.
I am stuck at home just about every weekend. Here lately I have been going out here and there and I have a blast! I love hanging out with friends. I love acting stupid. I love being around people that understand me.
What I don't love is having to ask people to hang out! It has been a while since I had a friend call or text me and say "hey, wanna hang out?" My best friend will ask me to come over to her house, but she has kids...so I guess that is a good excuse. When she is going to go out though she will ask if I want to go. But really that is it.
Most of my other friends will wait for me to call or text them. And then I usually get shot down becuase they already have plans. Just once I want to be bored out of my mind and a friend say "Hey, lets go out!"
I wonder if maybe because I don't drink they don't think I will be any fun? But listen up people! I am awesome and wild! I don't need alcohol to dance on tables or to get out on the dance floor. I won't leave you because I spotted some hot guy that I want to chat up. I won't see other friends and ditch you for them, I may ask them to join us but I will never leave a friend behind.
And best of all, I won't get drunk and forget the awesome time we had the night before. And if I go somewhere with you, you better believe I will be leaving with you.
So I really don't get why my friends don't come to me more often to hang out. I am free most weekends. I even post on facebook all the time if I have plans or not. And then I see all my friends hanging out together having a good time, all while I am sitting at home.
I sometimes wish I lived closer to my friends that I only get to talk to online or on the phone. I bet they would want to hang out every weekend and do stupid stuff that doesn't cost a dime and is just straight up clean fun. Maybe that is the problem. Maybe it's because I still have fun like a little kid. I like to dance in random spots, laugh at silly things, and act like I am a teenager. Is that why my friends don't want to hang out with me? Because I act so much like a kid?
Much Love
Heather
Before I say anything I would like to say that I love my friends! Know that, because I am sure you are going to question it after this rant.
So here has what's been bugging me lately.
I am stuck at home just about every weekend. Here lately I have been going out here and there and I have a blast! I love hanging out with friends. I love acting stupid. I love being around people that understand me.
What I don't love is having to ask people to hang out! It has been a while since I had a friend call or text me and say "hey, wanna hang out?" My best friend will ask me to come over to her house, but she has kids...so I guess that is a good excuse. When she is going to go out though she will ask if I want to go. But really that is it.
Most of my other friends will wait for me to call or text them. And then I usually get shot down becuase they already have plans. Just once I want to be bored out of my mind and a friend say "Hey, lets go out!"
I wonder if maybe because I don't drink they don't think I will be any fun? But listen up people! I am awesome and wild! I don't need alcohol to dance on tables or to get out on the dance floor. I won't leave you because I spotted some hot guy that I want to chat up. I won't see other friends and ditch you for them, I may ask them to join us but I will never leave a friend behind.
And best of all, I won't get drunk and forget the awesome time we had the night before. And if I go somewhere with you, you better believe I will be leaving with you.
So I really don't get why my friends don't come to me more often to hang out. I am free most weekends. I even post on facebook all the time if I have plans or not. And then I see all my friends hanging out together having a good time, all while I am sitting at home.
I sometimes wish I lived closer to my friends that I only get to talk to online or on the phone. I bet they would want to hang out every weekend and do stupid stuff that doesn't cost a dime and is just straight up clean fun. Maybe that is the problem. Maybe it's because I still have fun like a little kid. I like to dance in random spots, laugh at silly things, and act like I am a teenager. Is that why my friends don't want to hang out with me? Because I act so much like a kid?
Much Love
Heather
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Wacky Wednesday: Goodbye Feo
I know it has been a while since I updated. So here it is. A quick update.
Two weeks ago Feo, Ludo and I got an army together. We defeated the king!
Now Feo is back in his home world, ruling his people and taking care of the ones trying to carry out his fathers orders. With Feo's help, Ludo was able to go back in time and save his family. But, because Ludo is an awesome White beast that loves me, he brought his family here to stay for a while. Ludo, his wife, and their two children now live in the underground tunnels that Ludo built. They won't stay for long, just for the summer...well, his worlds summer.
Feo is turning his people back into what they were to begin with, peace keepers of all the universes. He has a heavy task ahead but I have faith in him.
And that is the end of the fight my friends.
Much Love
Heather
P.S. Sorry for the crappy post. I have a few things on my mind and I didn't have time to come up with a good Wacky Wednesday. I haven't posted in over a week so I figured I better post. Things at work have been a little different so I don't get the time at work anymore to write out my blog. I do have a few coming up though. I would like to address my feelings on the Kony 2012 deal as well as a few other serious topics. I will warn you now, I am going to speak my mind and I am sure it will tick a few people off. But that is okay. This is my blog, my home and I can say what I want.
Two weeks ago Feo, Ludo and I got an army together. We defeated the king!
Now Feo is back in his home world, ruling his people and taking care of the ones trying to carry out his fathers orders. With Feo's help, Ludo was able to go back in time and save his family. But, because Ludo is an awesome White beast that loves me, he brought his family here to stay for a while. Ludo, his wife, and their two children now live in the underground tunnels that Ludo built. They won't stay for long, just for the summer...well, his worlds summer.
Feo is turning his people back into what they were to begin with, peace keepers of all the universes. He has a heavy task ahead but I have faith in him.
And that is the end of the fight my friends.
Much Love
Heather
P.S. Sorry for the crappy post. I have a few things on my mind and I didn't have time to come up with a good Wacky Wednesday. I haven't posted in over a week so I figured I better post. Things at work have been a little different so I don't get the time at work anymore to write out my blog. I do have a few coming up though. I would like to address my feelings on the Kony 2012 deal as well as a few other serious topics. I will warn you now, I am going to speak my mind and I am sure it will tick a few people off. But that is okay. This is my blog, my home and I can say what I want.
Friday, March 9, 2012
Yay for Friday!
This week has been crazy! Okay, so maybe not as crazy as you would think from that statement, but it was a tad hectic.
It started off normal. Monday was just like any other Monday, boring and lame. Tuesday is when everything got wound up. I finally got my tax money and decided to get my car fixed instead of getting a newer used car. So, I took my car to the shop after work Tuesday. I really just took it in to get it looked at to see how much it was going to cost first.
They check it out and get me a total on Wednesday. They quoted me $990. Okay, Fix it up! I tell them. Though, they had already fixed the A.C. without asking. So no matter what I was going to owe them something for the car. Well, they tell me it should be done Thursday. YAY! I'm going to have my car as good as new.
Thursday I get home from work and wait for the call telling my car is ready. No call. So my mom calls them and they tell me it should be ready in a little bit. Now, I live about 45 minutes away from the place so me and my mom head out to go pick up my car. We get there and the guy says "Bad News." Great! I love bad news! I had also added an oil change Wednesday so my total was now up to $1022
Evidently one of the NEW parts they put on it wasn't working. Just like new things...they never work right. I decide while I am there I want them to go ahead and put new tires on and a front end alignment. I might as well get it all done at one time and while I have the money. The mechanic figures up the cost of the tires and the alignment and quotes me another $390. Okay, I got this, let's do it. I was told it would be ready today.
Today after work I ask my mom if my car was ready yet. She hadn't heard anything so we were still waiting. I get home and what about an hour and we find out my car is ready. YAY! BUT! Oh yeah, here it comes! When they changed my tires they found something ELSE wrong with the car. Ugh! So they fixed it. That is just fantastic, let's keep adding to the bill.
I go to pick up the car and hand over my bank account plus an arm and a leg. Not really. My final total was $1500. Which is great! My car is pretty much new...engine wise anyways. Now, I just have to get a new headliner, a paint job, and hopefully a new radio. But...I have less than $500 bucks to do all that. LUCKILY! I have some friends that paint cars so, fingers crossed I can get it done cheap.
I am so glad it is Friday! I got my car back, going bowling tomorrow night and Church on Sunday. Woot for weekends. But for the rest of the night, I shall play Sims 3 since my computer is letting me play!
Much Love,
Heather
It started off normal. Monday was just like any other Monday, boring and lame. Tuesday is when everything got wound up. I finally got my tax money and decided to get my car fixed instead of getting a newer used car. So, I took my car to the shop after work Tuesday. I really just took it in to get it looked at to see how much it was going to cost first.
They check it out and get me a total on Wednesday. They quoted me $990. Okay, Fix it up! I tell them. Though, they had already fixed the A.C. without asking. So no matter what I was going to owe them something for the car. Well, they tell me it should be done Thursday. YAY! I'm going to have my car as good as new.
Thursday I get home from work and wait for the call telling my car is ready. No call. So my mom calls them and they tell me it should be ready in a little bit. Now, I live about 45 minutes away from the place so me and my mom head out to go pick up my car. We get there and the guy says "Bad News." Great! I love bad news! I had also added an oil change Wednesday so my total was now up to $1022
Evidently one of the NEW parts they put on it wasn't working. Just like new things...they never work right. I decide while I am there I want them to go ahead and put new tires on and a front end alignment. I might as well get it all done at one time and while I have the money. The mechanic figures up the cost of the tires and the alignment and quotes me another $390. Okay, I got this, let's do it. I was told it would be ready today.
Today after work I ask my mom if my car was ready yet. She hadn't heard anything so we were still waiting. I get home and what about an hour and we find out my car is ready. YAY! BUT! Oh yeah, here it comes! When they changed my tires they found something ELSE wrong with the car. Ugh! So they fixed it. That is just fantastic, let's keep adding to the bill.
I go to pick up the car and hand over my bank account plus an arm and a leg. Not really. My final total was $1500. Which is great! My car is pretty much new...engine wise anyways. Now, I just have to get a new headliner, a paint job, and hopefully a new radio. But...I have less than $500 bucks to do all that. LUCKILY! I have some friends that paint cars so, fingers crossed I can get it done cheap.
I am so glad it is Friday! I got my car back, going bowling tomorrow night and Church on Sunday. Woot for weekends. But for the rest of the night, I shall play Sims 3 since my computer is letting me play!
Much Love,
Heather
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