Friday, June 12, 2009

Just a thought................

I was thinking the other day that I should start using my blog the way others do, as a sort of diary to get things off of my chest and just vent about daily life while also keeping a written record of what goes on in my life. The problem I have with this is that sometimes the things I want to write are about other people and although they do not currently read this blog it is possible they may stumble across it someday. Should I really be worried? If its how I am feeling I should probably tell them anyhow. The problem with that is sometimes that just causes way more problems than it solves.

So, I'm thinking that maybe I should start with just the diary thing, here goes.

I am supposed to have Fridays off this summer but when I got offered some hours at the downtown campus I decided I kinda needed the money. I worked 4 hours today, took the motorcycle into town, yea for the beautiful weather, boo on the road construction. Riding a motorcycle in stop and go traffic is just not very fun.
I got home and planned to take a bike ride with Rayce into town, not for fun but because Rayce has to go to summer school in order to get into High School next year and he will need to bike in since I have to work. I figured we should make the trip so that he knows how long it is going to take him to get there each day. EVERY bike we have has something wrong with it, except for Brinna's which is a little girls bike that no one else wants to ride. I ended up taking Rayce into town to get a new rear wheel for his bike as well as a new chain and now he doesn't know how to put it back together. UGGHHH!
Rayce's friend is supposed to be coming over tonight because we are going Paintballing for his birthday present for last year. Haven't heard from him since he called to RSVP. Hmmmmmmmmmmm. If he doesn't get here I may end up at the beer tent with my friends after all!
Making dinner and looking forward to a nice quiet night at home (unless I can go out :-)), maybe open a bottle of wine, who knows.