so, i got a phone call today...
a receptionist called to confirm my info...

i had expected the call, and was ready to say my "yes, that's correct"s and hang up... when she said,
"and your next of kin is david?" 
first time i've heard it that way, but "yes"
"and your father's home phone number is...."

"no, he's not my dad, he's my husband!"
ugh!  now i'm frustrated, because now someone's talking to me in a tone like i'm a child, assuming that my emergency contact is my father, purely because i ... don't sound "old" on the phone. 

no, i hadn't had my coffee yet.

so then...
"and you're still in school?"

heh.  this wasn't an innocent mistake to me anymore... this "lady" had now really gotten under my skin.

"no, i'm going BACK to school for ANOTHER degree.  is that all?  thanks.  bye."

i've had coffee now, and all is forgiven. 

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So, Dave and I went on a vacation with my parents and my brother and Kelly (his girlfriend)... and a whole ton of other boating people (they were on their own boats of course).  We stayed in the chesapeake for a week.  For lack of a better word... it was FABULOUS.  I didn't want to come home.  Thankfully, the good relaxed feeling has lasted a bit longer than expected, and I don't hate work again... yet. 

I'm PISSED.    I'm so tired of feeling let down.  Maybe I'll just actually do what I want.  Screw trying to be helpful.  But no, that won't happen... I'll just be miserable until something changes.  Which it won't.  Today is a pessimistic day.  Tomorrow, and actually every day until Sunday the 17th, should be better. 

So, I actually found my lacrosse stick.  Dave put it with the mop and broom.  Organization by shape apparently supercedes their use. 

I'm taking a job at Target, cash office "specialist".  Orientation starts tomorrow. 

I'm still waiting for all of the application stuff to be processed at WPI.  Hopefully I'll start there in September.  Sorry Target.

no, seriously.  don't move.  as in... change your address.  see... moving people take and/or lose things, and the things they manage to actually deliver are not guaranteed to be in as many pieces as they were when they were "packed". 
broken: table, desk, dresser, file cabinet, beer and wine glasses, spice jars...
missing: play station (with all accessories), lacrosse stick, part of a swiffer, other things that we haven't figured out yet.  i'm sure the lacrosse stick and the swiffer battery compartment didn't just walk away on their own.  and the play station... we packed it in it's original box.  big mistake.  i should have put it into a plain brown box and labeled it "architecture model"... i got those back.

so, we went, we saw, we signed a lease. yes, we're going to boston. we'll officially move in on the 4th. we're leaving atl on the 2nd, stopping a few times on the way. jody's excited. she has no idea that she's gonna freeze her butt off for at least the next 5 years.

so, we're definitely going to boston. dave has 2 companies to choose between. they're only about 3 miles from each other, so it doesn't make any difference to me.
we'll go up there for a week in a week or so, to find an apartment. then we'll move within the month to that apartment... and if dave decides to keep the job for a while, we'll look for our first house.
so i'm currently looking for a new school and a job. once again i'm faced with the decision on what i want to be when i grow up. i haven't decided. this makes the job and school search a little more difficult, as i don't know what i want to look for. i think it's down to teaching or professional finance/insurance-oriented. at least i know that i'm looking for a math related program, but there are so many. i might just put them all in a hat and pick one at random. then i'll know approximately what type of job i should be looking for too. sounds good. i might do that.