~The Music of My Life~

Saturday, July 24, 2004

Grrr Last Post Didn't Save

I bet you can figure out what the title is all about. No guessing required in a land where Amanda can not think after... well I'm not allowed to because it's summer. *shiftly glances around*

I'm just going to quick write about today before I hit the hay. I don't have the time for this stupied rhyming crap that just always happens. Today I spent the whole day down at our rental house in Pelican cleaning it. This was not the first day and it won't be the last either but there was a good side to it and that was that Job came along. We got there by 12 (even though I woke up at quarter to 8 for Job, mom had to drop Kate off at work at 10:30 and then she had to run something in town or something) and by then we were starving and so we ate lunch without doing anything. Then Job and I hauled the dead tree branches my mom sawed down to the fire pit. Then Job and my mom carried a desk into the barn because I was being lazy and I took the wheelborrow in with the desk drawers.

Then we went up into the top of the barn and heard something squeaking so of course being the stupid humans we are we had to investigate. Job and I convinced my mom that there was a trapped bat and so my mom took the tree cutter and reached up and ripped out the paper over the electrical wiring and out flew one bat... then two, three, four, and proceeded in anywhere from 6-8 bats all swooping around the barn loft. It was much fun because bats don't hurt people but the swooping scares them because it's just echo location to find a place to land.

After that we went out and started from the top floor in the bedrooms and pulled out all of the carpet staples which was pretty annoying since the carpenters who did the job must've been either very lazy or decided it would be a good laugh imagining when someone would have to take them out one day. Whichever one it is doesn't matter because all I know is Job and I had to deal with 50 billion weirdly placed staples. Then we proceeded down the stairs and got the staples my mom missed from the stair case and then I sweeped them down for the most part and Job finished off the bottom two steps or so and then we sweeped them all up into the garbage. Then we proceeded in taking the staples out of the living room which was even worse because they were rusty and I was doing the job with wirecutters so they weren't so much as pulling the staples out as they were breaking them and hurting my hands. Then after that mess Job sweeped the entire living room while I remained completely useless singing and being weird. I don't know about myself sometimes.

Then Job and I took a break and started eating junk food in the warm truck until my mom came out and stopped us and took us in the car to the nearest bar to get dinner. So we sat at the bar for half an hour until my chicken strips and Job's pizza-burger was ready (yea, I've never heard of a pizza-burger either) and my parents food. We went back to the rental house and my mom helped to make a makeshift table and then we sat on step stools. It was just Job and me eating in front of the window in the living room while my parents ate outside. The sun was setting and we had a beautiful view of the red barn with the white trim, the freshly mowed grass, and the many many gardens. I soon realized what we were doing triggured some memory from a movie or something until I put my finger on it and said to Job 'You know, this reminds me of a newly married couple just moving into a new house and having their first dinner even before they have the time to move anything in'. Job just beamed as he agreed with me and we both thought it was really cool because it did feel like we were alone because my parents were outside and it was so quiet and the house was stripped and in the cleaning process.

He was long done before I was so he sat playing with his styrofoam box that his food had come in. I noticed in between a chicken strip and barbecue sauce that he was writing things in it with his nails. I looked over and he smiled as I read 'I love Amanda' many times with hearts. I shared the rest of my chicken because I was full and that's just the way it's always gone. Job could out eat me any day. I professed my love through the 'styrofoam box writing' as well and we both laughed and smiled. *sigh* It's times like those I just wished I were already married and we already had a house and were making our life together.

I know a lot of you are probably thinking I'm insane because he's only 16 (until this next Tuesday, July 27th) and I'm only 17 until September. Yes, we're young but just because we are doesn't mean I'm going to waste what I have with Job to go out with some other guy that will potentially treat me like crap, I won't like, and whom my family won't like especially since Job already treats me like a queen and I have to admit I love every second of it and I tell myself constantly how wonderful he is so I don't take him for granted. Most of the time all I have to do is think about a past bf and I'll realize how wonderful Job truely is. My Liebling. Job ist getting in my head with this German stuff. Hehe, well half an hour ago this started and now it's 2 am so I'll be leaving until next I write...

Mandy ~ 1:33 AM