I’m sorry I haven’t been posting much lately. It’s been one hell of a fortnight.
I started taking classes, finally working towards a degree. Originally, I was going to stay with University of Maryland, University College to finish a Humanities degree. After careful thought I decided that a degree in Information Technology is the way to go for me. I love computers and working with them so it just seemed a logical choice. However, the University I’m attending, whose name I’m going to conceal until a later date, is quite different then anything I’ve ever experienced. I’ve only been to two classes and I’m starting to question as to whether or not this is the right school for me. I’m in a general education class at the moment and I’m starting to feel like the other people that are there, are only there because they were told to go in one form or another. Long story short, I feel like I’ve got to dumb down to go to class and that probably isn’t a good thing.
On top of that I started a photography class. It’s just a class to teach me how to use the camera that I have now. The instructor seems really cool. The only thing is he says, “Rim Jobber” a lot and that freaks me out. My mind goes to bad places when I hear that word. This class is going to go every Tuesday for the next 5 weeks.
I also start a Photoshop class tomorrow. It’s a 2 day class that will last ALL day! It’ll be good though. I’ll finally be able to learn something useful other than resizing my pictures, making collages and making LOL’CATS.
The most important thing of all? I also finally received the shipment that I had in storage. I called the property office on Monday just to get a status of my belongings. At first the guy couldn’t find it in the computer. “Great,” I thought, “They’ve lost it again.” To my surprise it had just arrived on the boat!!! I was told that it was going to take until 2 July so I was expecting another month or more without it. I had it delivered as soon as possible. That was Thursday. My shipment didn’t even go into storage. It came off the boat, onto a truck and to my apartment. I was so happy when I saw those 3 crates I cried. It’s been over a year and now it’s all mine once more.

Day One.

Day 2.
(**The pictures are blurry because I’ve discovered a new setting on my camera that I’m determined to master.**)
One of the things in my shipment was my bed frame. Last night I was able to raise my bed off the floor, roughly 6 inches. I never realized what a difference that makes. For some reason, being raised up that 6 inches last night made me sleep like a baby. Usually, I wake up two or three times during the night. Not last night, Buddy. I’m usually up at 5:30 at the latest because that’s the latest time I can get up for work and still make it on time. It’s also the time that Betsy starts nagging me to go outside. Not this morning. I got to sleep in. Betsy too. I woke up at 7:30 :::gasp::: with Betsy sleeping right next to my head.