Thinking...

I can NOT believe that in just 19 days, I will be married!

Where did all the time go?  Things have changed for me a lot in the past few months.  Mostly, I have learned what it means to be a grown up....AKA, BILLS.

So. Many. Bills.

People just don't understand what it means to have to support yourself until you get a job, officially move out of your parent's house, and take over your own stuff.

I think that Cody especially doesn't understand what it's like.  And it makes it difficult for me because I know that when we get married, I'm going to have a hard time letting him be the head of the household because he hasn't had as much experience as I have as far as paying for your own things goes.

I mean, I thought that I was somewhat prepared for the real world since I paid for my own rent and utilities and school in college, but boy was I wrong.  Shame on me for thinking that I was so independent in college, paying for all my own stuff...

It makes me really grateful to my parents for being so good to me and my sisters while we were in school.  I would be in a lot more debt right now if they hadn't helped me out with things that kids just don't think about like insurance, gas money, and phone bills.

It's so strange how there are times when I feel like I've already been here in Houston for such a long time and I can't remember what it was like back in December - March when I was job searching and living at home in Sherman.  Then there are times when it seems like those days were just yesterday, and I wish I could just go back there and pretend like I never have to go to work again!

While I do find myself wishing at times that I didn't have to wake up and go to work every day, I am very thankful that I have a job, and that I actually enjoy it, and as much as I want to go back to living at home and being able to have the whole day free to do what I want, I'm happy to stay here and get paid ;)

Although, I do think that I'll feel better when Cody gets here and we can finally start living together.

Last night, I got home late (spent the weekend in Sherman and then in Dallas on Sunday for Rachel's birthday party).  Anyway, I took a shower before going to bed, and then I watched an episode of Xena (The Warrior Princess).  After I turned off the TV, I was going to sleep, and I could have sworn that I heard people walking around downstairs.  It was really scary.  I don't know if I was just dreaming, or if I was just hearing things, but it definitely scared me.  And this isn't the first time I've heard noises like that...

I didn't know whether or not I should get out of bed and go check it out, or if I should just ignore it and try to go back to sleep.  I ended up just staying in bed even though I was a little scared.  Also, I swear I turned the thermostat up to around 80 degrees before I left on Friday because I knew that I'd be out of town, and last night when I walked in, it was set on 73.  How did that happen?  So I turned it up so I wouldn't be cold during the night, and I wake up this morning and it's still in the low 70's.  It's like someone is going behind my back and turning it down every time I mess with it!  Creepy...since I'm the only one living there.

Maybe I just don't know how to work the stupid thermostat.  

OR, my new house could be haunted...

Either way, I will feel much safer there whenever Cody moves in (even though, I think he would be more of a scardy-cat than me if he heard noises during the night).