People...

Remember that one time in my life where I blogged about how boring my life was. Well it's suddenly not so boring. Now mind you I still have lots of time to relax and sit on the computer but working for 8 hours everyday, playing outside in the sun, reading books, or playing with family and friends has kept me rather occupied. I love it. I've come to terms with the fact that my life rocks and I'm so happy to be where I am.

I've kind of kicked myself out of the house. My parents friends dropped off a motor home for us to use while our 4 bedroom house tries to house 10 people. Oh and have I ever mentioned the fact that my house only has one bathroom? Just wrap your head around that for one second. So yah I kicked myself into the motor home. That way when I come in late at night I don't have to worry about waking up sleeping babies or adults. Also it's super peaceful out there. I wake up to just hearing birds chirping softly with little rays of light peaking in. oh and not to mention the mattress is incredible! Best sleep ever. Yah. Im hoping it stays all summer. It also makes a great place to have rook nights. Nice and private.

So I love meeting new people and talking to them. Today I talked to some interesting characters. You reading might not think so since you didn't talk to them and I'm sure me describing it just doesn't do it justice. I've decided that the stereotype that accountants generally have no personality and are awkward is true. It's usually pretty easy for me to have conversations with people, make them laugh, both of us leave with a smile on our face. Not so with accountants. They are Monotone. Straight faced. and fail at attempts for humor. (probably because it was told in a monotone serious voice with a straight face. Not a good combination when telling a joke). I just left the building with a bewildered expression thinking, what just happened in there? Then the next place I go to the guy gives me a donation for the family fun run, and I ask him if he'd like me to bring him a receipt and he says yes you can just mail it.

Let me give you some history as to why this is such an unusual request. I live in a town of 3500 people. I work a block away from him. The town office where I go to take the money and get a receipt is just across the street.... So I say to him "Oh it's okay I'll just bring it over in like 15 mins. It's just across the street"..." No I'd really rather you mail it, I mean I plan on locking the door in the next few minutes and organizing this crazy place. Just take my card and mail it"... I don't know, maybe he had some top secret plans about to take place in there. But I mean I can just come back tomorrow. Instead I'm going to spend 54 cents on a stamp just to get something mailed across the street. Does this make sense to anyone?

Sorry for my lack of pictures lately. I hate blogging without pictures but I just haven't been taking much lately. and my blog posts are just filled with nonsense that really doesn't have pictures to go with it. Maybe I'll snap a pick of my motorhome sometime. But until then I'm going to take a nap.

First Day

Today was my first day of work.

Usually on the first day you try to impress your boss by being early and looking real presentable.

I tried that. Epic fail.

I was suppose to start work at 8. I got up at 7:55...

So this is now the first impression.

"Hi my name is Chanel Beazer and my abilities consist of sleeping through 2 alarm clocks (I SWEAR they never went off) and getting ready in 8 mins."

Impressed?

Thought so.

I felt and looked AWE-SOME...ish.

{Not even joking about the 8 minute thing either. My dad woke me up at 7:55 (thanks dad but next time maybe you could give me more then 5 mins) and I pulled into work at 8:06.}

In other news in my life. The no internet/computer challenge is kind of a hit and miss it. I've definitely reduced my time sitting on facebook or playing online games, but I still use it more then I should.

But give me some kudos. I made a summer book list and I've almost got one of the books crossed off.

I helped my dad outside for 2 hours yesterday.

We burned what felt and looked like 500 pounds of branches.

Needless to say it was a great time. I really enjoy some manual labor. Seriously

And spending time with my dad isn't a terrible thing either. Seriously.

Also, a bird flew into our house yesterday?

It was pretty hilarious watching my mom trying to talk the bird into going back outside.

I tried getting it on camera but she stopped to soon after the thought came to my mind.

But it was fantastic.

It was like when you talk to a baby in that high pitched voice and you expect them to understand or respond to the things you say.

My mother was waving her arms in the arm saying "Come on little birdie, come this way. Go through that door. Come on, just fly down. You can do it."

Anyway we all left the room and did our own thing.

A few hours later he wasn't in the room and we haven't seen him or an evidence of his existence so it looks like he understood my mom and flew down and out the door.

Lastley, I got a 300 hand in rook last night. It felt so good.