Tennessee

Out of the blue my mom asked me, if we moved to Tennessee would you follow?
It really caught me off guard, so I said I didn’t know. And I’ve been really thinking about it ever since. Apparently my dad wants to move down there (which is extremely surprising given that he was so against the idea when my mom suggested it last year). So now they’re taking a weekend trip in March to go down there and scope out potential places. They might even move this fall if everything goes well.
I still don’t have an answer. I mean, I hate Pennsylvania with every fiber of my being and Tennessee is where I had wanted to move. But I’m not sure I want to give up on Werewolf and my newfound friendships so suddenly. I like them a lot. And there’s no way I could give up on Brad when we have so much potential. I couldn’t ask him to move either. I’m not sure that would be fair. I’m not sure he would even if I did ask. I wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t. But, Tennessee. No state taxes. Warmer weather. Nice school districts and areas. 10 hours away from the hellhole that is New Castle. But Werewolf, friends, and Brad.
I just don’t know..

Making Friends

So Brad told me that his friends really like me. Apparently despite the fact that I don’t talk much, they still enjoy hanging out with me and think I’m pretty cool. Shiloh says it’s only because I’m a girl. Which might actually have some truth to it since there aren’t many girls at Werewolf, none of which are willing to go to Magic, and they’ve already told me on many occasions that “the cute girl” comes first (that’s actually an inside joke). But still. I’m really glad they like me. Adam even gave me his phone number.
It’s nice to be making new friends.

New Plan

Alright, new plan.
Since the apartment in Ambridge fell through we came up with a new plan that makes everybody happy. At the end of February I’m going to move into the apartment with Brad and Phil. That way I can get out of the house and Brad can go back to affording the apartment without having to break the lease (or get kicked out) and Shiloh doesn’t have to move out just yet. Rent and utilities will be $400 a month. Which is kind of stretching it for me, especially with my lack of cases right now. However, Jarred might also be moving in bringing it down to $300. Which is better. Then, in September when the lease is up, the three of us (Shiloh, Brad and I; and of course Tasselin too) will look for another apartment outside of Pittsburgh. My parents will keep Tasselin until then, since they practically refuse to let me move out with her right away. Especially to this apartment in Pittsburgh since it has already been robbed. My dad might actually fight me (like, fist fight) over it. So, tada. Everybody is happy. Phil is fine with it, since he’ll still have Brad as a roommate and won’t have to pay as much. Brad and I are happy to be able to spend more time together and can afford it. Shiloh is happy he doesn’t have to move out right this second. My parents are fine with it since I’m not taking Tasselin with me yet. Win-win-win.

So I told Interim, for sure this time, and they’re going to try to find me some cases in the area (which shouldn’t be too hard hopefully). I’m also going to apply to the nearby hospitals and nursing homes. Plus my mom may have found me a site to do at-home work, which would be awesome. I’m already getting very excited about this. Just think of all the wonderful things that can happen!

A Day of Ups and Downs

Monday morning I skipped going to donate plasma. The twins wanted to take Shiloh and I out to eat in honor of our moving. So I woke Shiloh up, got Tasselin and I dressed, picked Jake and Josh up at 12:30, and went to Applebee’s. We had some fun hanging out and Tasselin was super adorable and good while we were there. The twins came with us to Wal-Mart to get Tasselin’s milk. So we walked around a bit, looked at games and fish and cards. I picked out Valentine’s Day cards for NeNe and Papa from Tasselin. We dropped the twins off at a friend’s house and went home. Tasselin fell asleep in the car so she didn’t take a nap. Interim called to tell me that I might have a new case in Ellwood City a couple times a week. They have to look in to it, but they’ll call me back and let me know for sure. My last W2 came in so my dad gathered them up and we filed my federal taxes online. Apparently I somehow filled out my W4 wrong because they never took out federal or state taxes. Which means I’m fucking screwed. I’ll owe everything money. Lots of money. Holy shit, what am I going to do?
Lucky me, I was saved by some kind of EIC (I think) credit.
Oh, thank everything holy in this universe. I’ll get a refund. I almost had a heart attack. I probably won’t owe the state but I’ll definitely owe the city something. And that’s okay. However pretty much the entirety of my return goes to my parents. The rest to medical bills. They’ll be happy about that. I think it kind of sucks.
Brad texted me right before I laid down for a nap to tell me that the date for the next Werewolf had been changed. To this weekend. God dammit. I’ll be working so I won’t be able to attend. Fuck.

A Magic Werewolf Weekend

Friday

I woke Shiloh up early to watch Tasselin so I could do donate plasma again. Brad had to work so he didn’t come. He got off work early though because of weather and it took him four hours to get home. I kinda felt really bad. By the time I got home Tasselin was just waking up from her nap. I took her upstairs to play while I packed a bag for the weekend and we hung out for the rest of the day. Once my mom got home from work, my parents went out to eat while I watched the kids. We watched movies and I made mac and cheese with peas for dinner. Right as I started giving Tasselin a bath, they came home. Once I put Tasselin to bed at nine, I grabbed my things and left. I stopped at Wal-Mart on my way to Pittsburgh to pick up groceries for Brad to make lasagna. By the time I got to his apartment it was 11. Phil was already snoring away because he had to work in the morning. Brad and I got the lasagna in the oven and browsed the interwebs. The lasagna was finished a little after midnight and we dug in while watching Ruroni Kenshin. We went to bed some time after one, although of course we didn’t go to sleep right away. I played around with a lot of biting and kissing until Brad couldn’t take it anymore. He seemed to be really into it and nearly ripped my clothes off. We decided to do doggie style again, since we both really enjoyed it. Brad was really sweet again too. While we were having sex he kept leaning down and kissing up my back and moving my hair out of my face every time I moved. I had to bite the pillow and still couldn’t keep myself from making a tom of noise. On the plus side Phil didn’t wake up. We were both pretty worn out (and out of breath) after that and practically fell asleep as our heads hit the pillow.

Saturday

By the time we got up Saturday morning Phil had already left for work. So I straddled Brad in bed and told him he wasn’t allowed to get up. Which led us into a naked wrestling match. Eventually we did get up and went to shower together. I think we only spent a total of maybe five minutes actually washing each other. The rest of the time we just messed around. Gotta say, it was a lot of fun. We left shortly after we got out. Brad had to run back inside twice because he kept forgetting things. We picked up Scott and went to Legions (a card/game shop) so they could play in the Magic pre-release tournament. There were forty people participating in it. I will admit it was kind of boring following Brad from match to match while no one talked and they played. But I watched and learned and talked with Brad and Scott. Halfway through the tournament they realized that wed probably be late for Werewolf. Then Shiloh texted me to let me know that Daddy was drunk, so my mood started to plummet. At the end of the last round they got them to hold any prizes they may have won and we bolted. We were late by about an hour, but they hadn’t even started yet so it was alright. Regardless of the fact that we didn’t do much this game, I still had a ton of fun. They spent half the game fighting and half the game teaching so I’m really learning. And Adam even nominated me for roleplay experience. After Werewolf we went out to Eat N Park and stayed until after two. Poor Jarred kept falling asleep at the table, so I made him play tic-tac-toe and dots with me since I was lost in the conversation anyway. Brad, Phil, Scott, Adam, and me all piled into the van and headed to the apartment. Jarred followed in his car. Once there I changed into my pajamas, Phil went to bed, and the rest of us stayed out in the living room and hung out. Brad kept yelling at me to talk. Adam kept asking us to drink and hitting on Brad (which was hilarious). Majority of the conversation was about Magic and Werewolf, but entertaining nonetheless. Around 4am we finally called it a night and all went to bed.

Sunday

Brad and I woke up a little after everyone else. We hid out in his room (me practically refusing to get up) until the guys were done in the bathroom. We took our turns in the shower and hung out in the living room for a little bit. Brad took Scott and Adam to Legions. Jarred took his car and followed. Since I didn’t know how long the tournament would be or when I would leave I took my own car too. My GPS hates me though, so it took me twenty more minutes than everyone else to get there. Jake met us there too. They tried to convince me to join the tournament, but the last time I played was three years ago in Brad’s grandmother’s kitchen during Christmas dinner so I passed. Although in between games Brad re-taught me how to play so I could potentially join in on games later. We’ll see if it sticks. No one in our group really did a good job during the tournament. After the first couple rounds everyone kept considering dropping out and doing something else. And they all had to play each other too, because there weren’t many people playing. Not that it was a bad thing, just wasn’t as fun to win knowing you just knocked your friend back. Still, we did have a lot of fun. Although Brad still yelled at me to talk since I mostly just listened to them. But again, their conversations were mostly Magic and Werewolf so I was a little lost. But I think I’m getting the hang out it. The bad part of the day though was that I was getting physically ill at the thought of going back home. It was terrible. Brad tried to talk me into staying another night. If I didn’t think my parents would kill me and definitely had someone to watch Tasselin the next day I would have. I wanted to. Really wanted to. The guys wanted to teach me more about Magic and Werewolf. But I couldn’t stay. So right after Brad’s last game I left. Gave him a hug, got money from the ATM (for Shiloh babysitting that day), and a soda, and headed home. I got back around seven and walked into a surprise. My parents rearranged my entire room. Great. It wasn’t horrible. Gave Tasselin a little more room to play. I just wish they had asked first. Or at least warned me. Brad’s arm hadn’t gotten any better, only worse since Monday. I had been telling him he needed to go to the doctor or something and get it checked out, but he stubbornly refused. So I showed my mom a picture I took of it before I left. She lectured him to me. She was afraid he could lose his arm or die, because there was a possibility of a blood clot in his arm. So she made him go to the ER to get it checked out, just in case. He was there for a couple hours. They told him he wasn’t allowed back at work until at least Wednesday, gave him a list of things he needed to look out for, and told him to come back if it got any worse. Poor Brad.

This was definitely the best weekend of 2013 par none. I had so much fun hanging out with the guys and playing Werewolf and learning to play Magic. If this were to happen every weekend for the rest of 2013 I would be an extremely happy camper. Just saying.

Well, Fuck

So, no Ambridge apartment.
Fuck.

Let’s Talk

So my parents sat Shiloh and I down and decided to give us a talk about moving. It was really just a long lecture about paying bills and working and how hard it will be to move and blah, blah, blah, repetition. It was drawn out, unnecessary, and very boring. We’ve heard it all before and have already been over it. Don’t know why we had to do it, but whatever. They’re just really against it, that’s all. They even offered to let Brad move in to the basement so we could all save money together.
There’s no way in hell I’m staying here if I can get out though. They’re just shit out of luck.