My Trip Home...

OK, so it was my first trip home since moving out. It's crazy how different it is. I mean, it's like I don't belong there anymore. My bed isn't there. I had to sleep on the couch like a visitor. I mean, it's still home, you know, it's just really different. A good different though. A grown up different.

So, I didn't get to see all that many people on my short trip home. I got to see some of my closest friends but others didnn't make the effort to see me. Like my bud. He didn't even call me. I left a message for him telling him I was home and he didn't even call. OK, that hurt. I have bent over backwards for him in the past but I guess I'm not worth a 10 minute drive to see me, yet alone a 4 and a half hour drive. Go figure.

I did stop in and see my past co-worker. She actually made my trip. She seemed soo happy to see me and hear about what was going on in my life. She gave me the biggest smile of my trip. I had car problems on the way up. I was losing coolant....not a good thing. So, my car was in the shop the day I was home. Nice added touch. But the best thing was I got a call about that library position I interviewed for. They scheduled me for a drug test, after which they can officially hire me. I am very very sad about leaving the Days Inn though. I don't want them to be mad at me but how can I pass up three more dollars on the hour plus benefits. I just think that is impossible to give up. I am truly sorry that I have to leave them but hopefully they will understand. I'm really worried about the Days Inn lady possibly getting mad at me. I mean, I do care a lot for her son and I would hate for there to me friction.

Speaking of her son. Pit guy today was kinda distant from me. I don't really know what's going on. He opted to spend time with his friends instead of me, which is fine, but we haven't seen eachother since Monday morning and he leaves tomorrow for the race. I hope everything is OK. I feel it all stems from his mother being unhappy with my new job. Man, I hope this new job doesn't destroy all the good things I have going on in my life. I mean, I can relax alittle with this new job. I KNOW my bills will get paid with this new job. It's the best decision for me right now. Yeah, see, I'm trying to talk myself into not feeling bad for the Days Inn. I will totally help them out any chance possible. I will bend over backwards for them if I have too.

It's making me be stressed..... why is the right decision always the hardest and people get hurt?????