Here are pictures from when I opened it all up to see what was inside.
We came home tonight and tried to activate our iPhones on iTunes but got a nice little message saying something about our activation requiring extra time to complete. Apparently we will get an email informing us when we can finish activating our phones. We waited 6 hours in line to come home and have this happen? So lame!
You can’t do ANYTHING with the phone (besides dial 911) unless it’s activated so we have been staring at the boxes all night admiring the cute little wall charger. At least we have a better appreciation for the other parts of the phone now. Just what I needed, time to fall in love with the adorable little wall charger and the cute little cloth to clean the screen. We are hoping to see that magic little email in the morning so we can spend the entire day playing with our iPhones…
Yes, the day has finally come. Today is the day of the iPhone.
We are at Washington Town Square waiting in line by the Apple store so that we can be sure to get our iPhones. We got in line at 11:45 as person number 37 and 38 on an unofficial list someone was making to be sure there were no fights over who was here first.
We have been talking to some people in line who said when the mall opened at 7 this morning they were brought in to where the line had been set up and treated to donuts. There are several benches and other people have fold out chairs. The line is cordoned off with gray rope and there is a security guard standing at the front of the line which is also at the front of the Apple store.
Since we have been here we have been treated to Jennifer Aniston endorsed Smart Water, samples of Starbucks frappuccinos and several very enthusiastic Apple employees who came out periodically to tell us how many more minutes were left until the iPhone becomes available. I have never been so excited to buy something and I think it’s neat that other people seem just as excited to sell it to me.
It is now 2:11, they just closed the Apple store and put up black curtains. I’d say there are just under 60 people in line now. Yaay iPhone!
Who would have thought that just a little over a year after I made this thing that I would in fact be getting a REAL apple phone?!?!
Today is Thursday, I just woke up 30 minutes ago, I’m not sure yet what I want to do today. I feel lucky that I really don’t have anywhere to be yet at the same time this just makes my life more difficult because I can never decide what I should be doing with myself.
Last weekend I started painting my new work table so I could finish that up. But if I finish that then there is no excuse to not start working. I am getting an iPhone tomorrow, I could totally organize my music and contacts so they are ready for my phone. Kendel is here, I could wake her up and do her hair and make-up and have a fun little photo shoot with her. I could also clean the litter boxes and pick up all the clothes off my bedroom floor. The possibilities of what I could do today are endless, that’s why I can’t decide.
It is too often that I find myself paralyzed with indecision because I have too many options, too many choices, too much freedom. Is there such a thing as too much freedom? Am I so free that I’m actually trapped with indecision? I know, I don’t have to go to work today, boo hoo for me, but seriously… I have issues with commitment to activity. I never know what the best thing to be doing is and it’s overwhelming sometimes.
I have a huge headache right now, I was all stressed out and feeling weird yesterday so I had equally weird dreams which just made me wake up feeling stressed instead of rested and ready to make a fresh start to a new day. I feel like I am still living yesterday.
One thing I have been thinking about a lot lately is expectations. Whenever I have expectations about anything or anyone I end up miserably unhappy. Whenever I have zero to slim expectations I am always surprised and happy. I don’t know when I started making it a habit of expecting things to be one way or another but since I have been trying to reverse my way of thinking I have experienced less mental/emotional breakdowns and been able to enjoy a lot more things and people.
Having expectations suck. I still find myself accidentally having them but when they get crushed I am reminded to make an effort to not have them. All I can expect out of life is for it to be random, surprising and at times unthinkable. I have said before that I am ready to start steering my life in the direction I want it to go but I still feel in a way that life is just a ride I happened upon. I got on blindly and no one even double checked to see if I was tall enough. I hate rides.
Last Friday after a long day of doing manual labor Michael and I went to Justin and Sabina’s and together we came up with this idea for a funny video. It’s better to be nerdy than boring, that’s my motto.
I was looking for something night before last and I came across the box where I have all my old journals and just like every other time I have come across this box I grabbed one and started to read parts of it. I noticed that every single entry started out with the word today and that almost every first sentence was “Today I woke up at …”
I don’t really think of my self as obsessive-compulsive but I do see little things about myself that kind of lean toward that. Like when I take a shower, I do everything in order and if for some reason my order gets screwed up I’ll end up forgetting to do something like rinse the conditioner out of my hair. I hate bathing, I mean… I like to be clean but all the work it takes to get there just tires me out.
When Katie and I moved to live with our Dad I remember it was such a huge shock to my system because he MADE us take baths. We hated it so we took them together and just played with all of my step mom’s expensive shampoos. We mostly just sat there though and to kind of rebel against the bathing we would not use soap but just get wet, we really knew how to stick it to our Dad, haha.
You know what I hate buying? Razors. It seriously sucks, they are super expensive and yet I NEED them. I can go weeks without shaving my legs (I know so awesome) but I HAVE to shave under my arms every single day and for this I need a nice sharp razor. I loathe the trips to the store when I must purchase razors but compared to itchy pitts it’s not so bad I guess.
Toilet paper sucks too. I think of all the crap that is in my house that I just hate to buy and it pretty much is everything I see. I hate buying food, I hate buying toothpaste and I hate buying stuff that never comes in green.
I like to buy nail polish though. I feel it is definitely not a waste of money. I like to look at my fingers and toes and be reminded that I am a fun bright and happy person, even if I don’t feel that way I can at least appear so. Nail polish is never a purchase I regret and sometimes I even find a fun shade of green.
I haven’t blow dried my hair in over a week, I am pretty excited about it because I am not too fond of my naturally wavy-fuzzy-blah hair but I am also not too fond of wasting my life hours holding up some contraption that blows hot air at my head. I have enough stuff in my life that blows hot air at me, the last thing I need is to be doing it to myself.
I am also not wearing much make-up lately either. Last summer I pretty much never wore make-up but then I went back to school and started wearing it everyday again and I just got used to it. The one thing I am still wearing is mascara because I LOVE mascara and I love to put it on and I love it and it’s awesome and I love it. I guess to say I’m not wearing much make-up is a lie because I wear enough mascara to qualify me as wearing more make-up than most people… whatever.
My obsession with mascara started just as innocently as my obsession with the color green. One day in middle school my mom did my make-up (which is amazing to note because I was a very independent young lady and never let anyone do my hair or make-up) and she did my mascara so different from how I did it, like getting all crazy with the wand running it back and forth sideways through my lashes and getting it a little clumpy.
When she was done my eyelashes felt weighed down and I could actually see them when I wasn’t looking in the mirror. It felt weird but I was intrigued. I examined myself in the mirror and I liked these new magic eyelashes my mom had just given me. I hardly wore make-up but after this day, after the day of the magic lashes, after my first mascara high, I was hooked. If I could thank my mom for anything in life I would thank her for that day she gave me my first hit of mascara. Laycie loves mascara, wee hee!
I woke up at 4:50 a.m. today and went on a run with Michael and Rhianna. We just did a quick 4 miler out on the highway but it felt so great to get out there when most of the city was sleeping.
I felt super craptastic though, I had a backache and since I ate a bunch of crap yesterday I was all gassy. Yeah I know you were really interested in that last part but too bad so sad, it’s like the dead animal on the side of the road… you glanced at it, wished you hadn’t but now you can’t get it outta your mind.
Speaking of gas, Badger is on my lap and he just dropped two stink bombs in a row, thanks a lot dude! Anyway, after I got warmed up I started to feel a little better and was able to pop my back into place a little bit but then I just kept getting side aches, one after another.
After the run Rhianna went home so she could get ready for work and then Michael too got ready for work. Me, I just sat here on the computer catching up on my YouTubing and celebrity gossip. I was thinking about going to the gym to lift weights but I decided I can do it tonight or tomorrow instead. haha.
Michael has a bunch more people getting in on the “6-pack abs” competition and now it has turned into more of a lottery. Everyone is putting in $200 and the winner gets all the cash. I’m kind of going to have to kill myself at the gym because so far I think I am the farthest from the goal. Justin is definitely the closest but I am still confident that I can kick some ass.
My little sister stayed the night with us last night and we went and saw 1408 at the theater with my friend Merry. I honestly don’t know how I feel about the movie, I didn’t love it or hate it, I think I might have been in a mood so maybe that affected my opinion.
It’s 9 a.m. now and I am not too sure yet what this day holds but I am sure than in an hour or less I will encounter something that will set me on the path of spending the rest of my day running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off.
I worked all day today with Michael and his family tearing down plaster and stuff from a house they’re working on. The highlight of my day was when I got to climb up into the ceiling and knock down the plaster from above. throwing a sledge hammer at the wall is fun too but being in the ceiling was cooler.
The whole family was here which always makes for good times. We would make a good reality show, you don’t even know. Highlights from todays episode would have been me bossing Herm around, Angie pleading with Herm not to stand on a rickety step stool while using a sawzall, me working next to Herm while he was on a ladder using the sawzall then deciding to move to another room after a scene plays out where I imagined him falling off the ladder and hitting me with the saw.
Scenes that hit the cutting room floor might have been of Herm taking a break out in the dry dead grass with his head propped up on the step of the deck, Angie asking me if she could throw the remnant of her eaten strawberry into the yard (how uptight does she think I am?) and lastly Michael and Marlee being way too excited to take the truck to the dump each time it got full.
Yes working on a project with the Clark family (plus Laycie) is quite an adventure. It usually starts out stressful but ends up working out in the end. For the record though, saws scare me, power tools are loud, and saws scare me. I mean… saws, they can like cause some serious damage, like maybe even kill you and stuff. Laycie does not like saws, no, no, no.
I am super tired but felt compelled to blog about something. Badger is on my lap right now, practically on the laptop, I am glad he doesn’t mind that I am trying to do something else. His claws are very sharp and I need to cut them.
There is truly nothing I love more in life that some physical labor. It makes me feel so good. I love working on houses too, hopefully I’ll get one of my own soon :)
