Slowly

Everything is slowly being put away, and I may even have a chance at a job at the school! How awesome would that be, not having extra commute time for work. So I kinda always knew that I wasn't a solitary person but living alone really proves it. We made mashed potatoes in class today, I have learned I do not like ricers (piece of equipment much like a large garlic press.) I am enjoying living alone but i feel like working at the school would help, I can make connections and it is something to do every day besides think about going swimming and than not. (or the same with the laundry LOL) I like that I can have the leisure to be a little lazy and not get grumped at for it but I really wish Cody were home to help me with all the mundane chores, dishes and picking up, and unpacking. There are so many boxes here and about half of them are empty (I think) but they are all just sitting here... oh and I need to take the trash and recycling down too... Wow see living on your own sure makes for a lot to do on your own.

Silence....

I am slowly adjusting to the silence around me that comes from living alone. I miss having another person around me and it was really hard to talk to Cody earlier just to turn around and get off the phone again. I miss him so much and it is really hard to move alone and to adjust to being 100% alone for the majority of my week. I am really enjoying classes at Le Courdon Bleu though, and my apartment is nice. Though I am still looking for a room-mate. For the most part all we have done is get our equipment and learn knife cuts, but there is so much more to it than what you are seeing, knife cuts are just the tip of the iceberg, from here we go on to making the basic sauces and stocks and learning what they should taste like and than on to so much more. Cody doesn't have a clue when he is coming home but hopefully it wont be too long seeing him for little more than a month the entire 5 months we have been married has sucked, he has been gone long enough and I think it is time for him to come home. Hard part of being close to the military in this way I guess.

Hell Week

So the term "hell week" comes from the Marines, it is used to describe the hardest week of boot camp where they will take everything they have learned and put it to use to the extreme. Well this week seems to be my hell week, I had to travel to Minneapolis and find a place to live, than come back home, pack, get my oil changed and go back to Minneapolis with all of mine and Cody's things... And that is supposed to all be done in 6 days. I could really use some help. Anyone? Nope I didn't think so. Still no clue when Cody will be home but he is getting a medical discharge, everything with the military is a mess... I miss him so much its been almost 3 months since he was home on con leave. It is so irritating that I have to do all of this on my own. Yea my parents and brother are helping some but they are so busy with their own stuff that my stuff is secondary, and than my grandparents are heading back home from Denver and their trailer broke down, in (they thought) Hot springs, so my dad goes "ok thats an hour away and I can go help for an hour..." he called back.... no its in Nebraska more than an hour away! Ugh. He was the majority of my "moving power." So now I am waiting for it to cool off before I go work on loading the truck... really could use some help but that is not going to happen