How very predictable...

Today is my first day off from both of my jobs in 16 days. That means that for 2+ weeks I have woken up early (before 630) and gone to work, sometimes working both in one day. Today, I was looking forward to being alone for a little while. To be able to kick back and relax and not have to deal with people or have shallow conversations....but I forgot one very important thing. I live with my father. Of all of the days that I would have not wanted to have him home early, today would have been that day. Instead, I just had this feeling when I woke up this morning that my time was limited, and he would indeed be home earlier than usual.

I can't say why I felt this way, just that I had a feeling. Maybe it was founded in recent trends, or perhaps the fact that I haven't been home and we haven't crossed paths in 4 days. Whatever it was...my prediction rang true. I even got up earlier than I wanted to because of this feeling. Sure enough, after a trip to the grocery store, I returned home to attempt to enjoy some me time, only to hear the garage door open not 8 minutes later. All told on my day off, I received 45 minutes of time alone in my house. This just is not acceptable, and it isn't rally his fault. I mean he lives here to, and he can come and go as he pleases.

All of this just stems from my still present need to get the hell out of dodge. It is really bad. I should be appreciative that I have a father who doesn't care if I live with him until I am 50. I am not appreciative. I am fed up. Altogether, totally and undeniably fed up. I would almost rather live in my car than live here for a long period of time. I may have to resort to living in my car.

Okay now I am being irrational. Here is the plan. May's schedule should be coming out in the next day or so for the bank job. If the hours should stay the same as I suspect they will, we save like a mo-fo for a move in date of June 1st. Then, we hope that hours at the hotel pick up as it has been mentioned that it will..and we save like a mo-fo from that as well. Spend only on groceries and gas. No eating out, no excess leisure purchases, and wedding gifts are kept at 20 dollars and below. All of this in the hope that by the time the end of May rolls around, I will have enough money to pay for rent in the month of June and July and have the time to save again for the months of August and September. This way I am always a month ahead to save for the next two months. Sound doable? I think it's all wishful thinking, but I also know that it is possible for that to happen. I could very well save enough money for the above to happen. If I don't I will have no one to blame but myself.

Oh it feels so good to vent to no one! My life sucks. Oh well...such is life I guess. When you think about it, June 1 isn't that far off. It is almost May after all.

Whatever.