Transitioning from the Burg to Coeur d'Alene

I officially left the Burg on Friday, April 11,, 2008. After Carlie left the day before, life seemed kind of boring and pointless for a couple days. Packing and cleaning is NOT FUN when there is no one sitting on their bed talking to you. Because there was no one on the bed, I put all of my stuff on it when I vacuumed. Here is what it looked like:


Lovely, isn't it? My backpack isn't on the bed, but it would have fit.

Goal #1 when I got home was to clean my room. Clean it completely. It took about a week, but I did it. Here are some pictures to highlight the experience:

Four year's worth of Fight for the Fish pom-poms. They make pretty hair.

Becca's Tower O' Boxes

I found my Jazz puffy finger

Umm...

All of it in one spot (minus 1 box that went to Grandma's house)

Jyah!

The next few are from my little brother's orchestra concert. He pretty much rocked the whole thing. I'm his sister, so I'm allowed to brag about him.

Trying to make friends with the T-wolf

In between working and cleaning my room, I've found time to play around on the guitar. I don't have a capo, so I made a makeshift one that did the job. Carlie would be proud.

Sometimes my crazy side comes out. This is one of those times.




Goal #2: Find a job. Here is my lovely uniform. I usually have my hair pulled back, but not in this picture. Notice the name tag and the awesome rock on my desk in the background.

The tractor hat

Hope you enjoyed the pictures. I actually have to take one more of all of my stuff. I just haven't gotten to that yet. As soon as I do, I'll edit the post and put it on there. Ciao.