Oh, Y'know, Nothing Much

So let's see.

I had my first evaluation at work last week.  It was my 90 day done about a month late (my boss and I tried to schedule it like 5 times and then things kept coming up and we'd have to reschedule).  Anyway, it went really, really well.  I was basically told I'm doing a great job and to keep up the good work.  The only thing I need to work on is modifiers, which I already knew.  Overall my job performance is rated 3.9/5, so not too shabby.  It's really odd to have a job where I'm not constantly worried that I suck or that I'm about to get fired.

Having a car is awesome.  I love it.  The only thing I can complain about is the gas mileage but that seems to be improving so I'm not too worried.  There are definitely moments where I completely panic about it and think things like OMG I can't afford this and I need to just give the car back or something and what was I thinking this was a gigantic mistake . . . but I know that's just me being me, because worrying is what I do.

There are things I miss about the bus.  I miss a few of the drivers, and in a way I miss the schedule . . . I've been 5 minutes late to work every day since I got the car because I just can't seem to get the timing right, which is lame.  And I miss my morning downtime.  I didn't realize how nice it was to leave the house and then have 40 minutes to just kind of veg out and listen to music on the bus before I got to work.  Without that I feel like I just go go go in the mornings, which isn't really a bad thing, it's just an adjustment.

Last Friday Jerbs was off so after I got off work, we spent the day together.  We had lunch at Karma (a sushi place downtown), wandered around the downtown area, then bought some bread and picked up Max and went to the lakes near our house to feed the ducks and let Max enjoy himself.  It was so much fun.  Max peed on just about everything, chased some ducks, and spent a good chunk of his time begging us for chunks of bread.  That dog, I swear.

But Max's weirdness aside (and who am I kidding, I love that he's weird) it was an awesome day.  I felt happy, and I realized after we got home from the pond that not once that day had I thought, "This would have been better with Corey."  I think I'm genuinely starting to get over it.  That's a strange feeling but a good one, and I don't know if I really am getting over it or if this is just kind of a phase (because I've kinda felt like this before).  At any rate I just wanted to mention that.

I'm going to Kingman this weekend to visit my family.  I planned to go because it was supposed to be Austin's last T-ball game of the season and I really wanted to see him play, but for whatever reason the last 2 games were canceled.  I'm bummed because I was really excited to see him play.  Austin is counting down the days until I get there . . . today it was only 2 more sleeps!  I think it's totally precious how he measures time in sleeps.  Too adorable.  I just love him and I'm looking forward to seeing him.