How to describe this past weekend of Friday May 6th-Sunday May 8th 2011? TIRING; BUSY; RESTLESS.
Friday May 6th 2011, besides school where I was trying to get as much done as possible, I super-cleaned my room. This means I put anything that needed to be put up on my wall, on my wall, cleaned the laundry, cleaned my hamster's cage, vacuumed, washed my carpet and even made my bed.(if I already wrote about Friday in my last post SORRY, I just didn't feel like going back and checking since I'm doing this pretty fast).
Saturday May 7th 2011, I was awaken at 10, ate a big breakfast(for me anyway) and left at noon to my grandmothers house, which is pretty much in the middle of nowhere. The reason why I went there, with my mom, was NOT for mothers day, since my grandmother lives at my uncle's and has for about 3 years now, but instead, to clean up her house a little bit in the case that my family needs to move in. So we get there, and my mom gets out of the car and tells me that shes giving me a driving lesson(which is very appropriate because I'm 16 in November and my grandmother's driveway is very long), so I follow along and do this(while noticing that my grandmother's only neighbor is around my age and is extremely good-looking). After I parked the car in the usual place(by the front door), we got out, with my dog in tow, and went for a walk around my grandmother's field(looking for asparagus, not my idea at all). When we got to the front of the field, right by the road, the neighbor was riding his bike with his dog, and used his dog as an excuse to stop and say hello. He said the first thing, "Don't worry, my dog's really good with other dogs" and my mom continued, asking what his name, his brother's name and his sister's name, since it's been so long since we've seen them. Yes, this good-looking boy was at one point my best friend when I went to my grandmother's(since I went every week up until I was 9). Making a mental note, I remembered his name, Shayne(or Shane, I didn't really want to ask how you spell it), his brother's name, Chad, and his sister's name, Stephanie. Good-looking, may just be an understatement with this boy, HE HAS ABS, a really cute smile, and well, if he lives out in the middle of nowhere, he probably has a good personality. THIS BOY, is one of the main reasons why I want to move into my grandmother's house. So anyway... we went around the field and instead of turning back, I showed my mom a shortcut I remembered from my many travels through the field that cut onto the Greenway(what used to be a train track, but is now a walking/biking path). Then we went and visited my uncle Paul, my grandma, my uncle John and my aunt Barb. When we drove back to the green house(A.K.A my grandmother's house...it's green), we repeated the driveway routine. We unloaded the car, and brought everything inside. To start off we decided to go with the smallest space, which is the hallway, that would be the front door hall but, we don't use that door, so it's just a hallway. This took about an hour and a half total to go through everything. Then we started my grandmother's room which we worked on for about an hour and a half, about halfway through this time my uncle John came over to see how we were doing. At around 6:30 he left for dinner, so we decided we should eat too. Driving through Harrow we noticed that the main stores close really early, and found the local Godfather's Pizza open. We got some pizza, drove to shop 'n' go(i think, i don't really remember the name) to grab some SunnyD, and we drove back to the green house. Repeat of driving lesson, eating for an hour, cleaning until 11. At 11 we started getting ready for bed, and fell asleep around 12.
Sunday May 8th 2011, woke up at 7, two hours before the alarm, and went back to bed. Woke up at 8:45, waited 15 minutes then woke up my mom. At 9 I made some PB sandwiches, drank some SunnyD and then we started cleaning again. Except, this time we were cleaning the living room, which was already partially organized, thanks to me, a few weeks prior. My mother literally had to drag me out of the house because I didn't want to leave the job of cleaning...and also because I didn't want to face the fact that on Tuesday I have a History Test:/. So we left the green house, and plan on going back next weekend(WOOOT!!!...I hope I see Sha(y)ne again:)). We went to my uncle Paul's to visit my grandmother for Mother's day, and left around 1. When we got home, my dad put everyone to work, after of course giving my mother and I the chance to settle back in and give her a card. What was the work you ask? Why it was picking dandelions out of the front yard! I got really hot and changed into shorts, a tank top and a bun about 30 mins. in. Then around 4 everyone went inside except me and I was out until the front part was fully de-dandelionized(A.K.A 6). Oh yeah, around 5 my brother Jeff and sister-in-law Alice(who I don't see very often since they live 5 hours away) came over to visit for Mother's Day. After they left, we went back outside to de-dandelion the side yard, which I only lasted about 20mins. because my back was in pain and I got blisters on my left hand. Then I made dinner, ate, clipped the lavender tree, cleaned the kitchen, showered, washed my face, cleaned my purse out, fixed my sunburns(which I got from being outside for forever...only have three, shoulders and back of neck). So now here I am, painted my nails, and typing this post.
I can't believe I got sunburned:/...I NEVER used to get sunburned...hmm.That's about it. Oh yeah, well since there's a big History test on Tuesday, I probably won't write anything here. Monday May 9th, 2011(future) Forecast; a mix of happiness and miserableness, high chance of babysitting and studying my ass off.
This song basically was stuck in my head all weekend; Miley Cyrus-When I look at you (which is funny since I don't even like M.C. :$.
Life lesson; you gotta work hard on what you believe to get somewhere.
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