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Aug. 24th, 2005 05:17 pm
Wrapping Up...
I reserved my UHaul the other day... what Im going to do is Saturday, Im taking the Uhaul and my dad follows me down with his van... then unload there, then come back to wichita for the night so I can work Sunday, then after work, drive home to Lenexa... UHaul didnt give me a time to pick up the truck, they just said that they'd call me the previous day with a time and a place to pick up the van... which doesnt exactly thrill me with confidence, but it will have to do...
Yesterday, I went with dad to see my grandma... which was weird, because it could be for the last time for all I know... she is getting old... but also, she is in good health, even if she gets forgetful at times.... I also got ahold of my old housemate, since he did leave some furnature here... Still havnt gotten ahold of my friend with the data discs... I suppose in the long run it really isnt as important as other things... but then again, there was most of my Beavis and Butthead, Music Videos, and Politicaly Incorrect Cartoons from the 30s-50s in those discs, and alot of those are getting hard to find on the net... so hopefully Im able to get ahold of him, if not the discs, before I leave....
I went down to the comic shop to get my weekly books and let them know to discontinue my pull list, since driving 188 miles for comics is a little much... it was strange... not going to a place Ive more or less gone to weekly for the past 10 some odd years... Like it was final... I really am leaving, and I am not coming back.....
So many people have either asked me if I am excited or if I am scared... I usuly reply that Ill be excited when I get there, and/or that fear is irrelevant. I'm more nervous about it than anything else... but as the days get closer, and the pieces fall into place... the less nervous I become... Yes, there is that feeling in the back of my head, about a one-way road to something new, and that there is no turning back at this point. One might call it... concern... maybe a little bit of fear. But it does not matter. I said that I was going to do this, and I am going to do this. I cannot stay here forever... if I do, I will just be the last person left... living in the past.... and its not always the most plesant place to live... Staying here, I feel that I would be a janitor of sorts, and I do not wish to be a janitor for the rest of my life....
If there is one thing I hate about alot of people, its about how they brag or go on, about things they have done, or going to do, but in fact they never have or never will. I hate people like that, and I hate the risk of being a person like that. Granted, there have been goals Ive publicaly stated for myself, and they have fallen short due to my own shortcomings (or the meddling of others)... but hopefully, I can take solice that it wasnt for lack of trying.... or out of sloth, or fear...
I am going to do this. There is no turning back....
Yesterday, I went with dad to see my grandma... which was weird, because it could be for the last time for all I know... she is getting old... but also, she is in good health, even if she gets forgetful at times.... I also got ahold of my old housemate, since he did leave some furnature here... Still havnt gotten ahold of my friend with the data discs... I suppose in the long run it really isnt as important as other things... but then again, there was most of my Beavis and Butthead, Music Videos, and Politicaly Incorrect Cartoons from the 30s-50s in those discs, and alot of those are getting hard to find on the net... so hopefully Im able to get ahold of him, if not the discs, before I leave....
I went down to the comic shop to get my weekly books and let them know to discontinue my pull list, since driving 188 miles for comics is a little much... it was strange... not going to a place Ive more or less gone to weekly for the past 10 some odd years... Like it was final... I really am leaving, and I am not coming back.....
So many people have either asked me if I am excited or if I am scared... I usuly reply that Ill be excited when I get there, and/or that fear is irrelevant. I'm more nervous about it than anything else... but as the days get closer, and the pieces fall into place... the less nervous I become... Yes, there is that feeling in the back of my head, about a one-way road to something new, and that there is no turning back at this point. One might call it... concern... maybe a little bit of fear. But it does not matter. I said that I was going to do this, and I am going to do this. I cannot stay here forever... if I do, I will just be the last person left... living in the past.... and its not always the most plesant place to live... Staying here, I feel that I would be a janitor of sorts, and I do not wish to be a janitor for the rest of my life....
If there is one thing I hate about alot of people, its about how they brag or go on, about things they have done, or going to do, but in fact they never have or never will. I hate people like that, and I hate the risk of being a person like that. Granted, there have been goals Ive publicaly stated for myself, and they have fallen short due to my own shortcomings (or the meddling of others)... but hopefully, I can take solice that it wasnt for lack of trying.... or out of sloth, or fear...
I am going to do this. There is no turning back....