I think I'm terrified

I leave a week from today to start my new job training. I will be a manager at a restaurant. In order to be a manager at this restaurant I have to go to Dallas for 5 weeks. In order to become a manager at Cubby Bear they said "do you want to be a manager?" i said "yes" That is the end of the story.

I am beyond excited for this job. I have been so bored forever. But months and months and honestly prob years ago Jake and I decided we wouldn't do this long distance crap again. The first few years we dated we figured it out that we saw each other a total of 3 months in like two years. I said I'd never do it again.

The weird thing is it's not for Jakes job, it's for mine. I am the one that is leaving him. He has to stay and guard Haylie dog. He has to pay our bills. He has to buy the groceries. I am the one that will live out of hotels.

I really can't compare my new job with his life on the road. It isn't even comparable. I won't be in a new city every night. I won't be fighting off the sluts (I'm assuming he did. With a bat. He is way hot. If not I will go back and hit him with a bat).

I will be in a nice hotel for 5 weeks. Actually two hotels due to the Superbowl. Even though I really don't care about football it would be way cool to live in Dallas if the Bears were in the superbowl and the superbowl is in Dallas. I'm assuming some people I know will be there.

Originally Jake had to visit me once. I thought I'd be gone for 4 weeks. But if it's 5 weeks, he will visit me at least twice (and maybe more if he wants to drive his ass to Texas).

So in conclusion, this is what we used to look like

That hair is the most embarrassing part of my life EVER

 Eyeliner contest

 I'm still ok with this and always will be

Things changed a little

On our way to the poor house

I hate being poor. Luckily now that we are poor I realize how god awful I am (was. I'm cured) with money. Finding boxes and boxes full of shoes I've never worn is depressing. I always justified it because I don't buy designer and they'd only cost me like $20-$30. Unfortunately times that by 100 and I was prob better off buying the designer stuff thats actually comfy and I'd wear.

So to ebay I've gone. Selling it all. For 99 cents. My precious shoes are about to be gone. I don't know how we will play dress up (me and friends. Jake hasn't played dress up with me in weeks).

It's the beginning of Friday night. I'm cleaning will listening to Glee. Actually I was doing that. Now I'm blogging while listening to Glee while Robot Downey Jr cleans for me.

Saw a new Roomba at Costco that I need. You can schedule it to clean at specific times. And it goes back onto its charger by itself!

Maybe I should pay my bills first. I keep telling Jake we are about to lose our house because we are so broke. Cause in my head I will still be jobless in a few months and we will have blown through our savings. I think we are safe for a few months.

Worst case scenario Jake can become a hooker. I think I'd make a good pimp

A wild day at the best place on earth

Lighting a bong maybe????? (side note. never smoked in my life)

 bff