As of yesterday evening, I am officially unemployed. Its kind of freeing, knowing that I can throw away my tattered work pants...I've needed a new pair of black slacks for about a year, but have never made enough money to buy a pair I liked...I wish you could have seen them: the hems were safety pinned all the way around my ankles, and the constantly smelled liked Alfredo sauce, garlic butter, and cleaning solution. Yeah....ew. But I do look forward to dropping them down my garbage shute, along with my black server book, my name tags, and my tie (which was also covered in various sauces and cleaning solutions). I won't drop my white Oxford shirts or my no-skid shoes just yet...in case I end up still serving and need either of them...they're even more pricey than the pants.
Still waiting to hear from B&N...no postcard in the mail today, though. Good sign, or am I just hanging out in post-interview limbo?
My fridge is fixed!! Yay! The repair guy ordered a new ice maker for me...apparently the whole thing was effed up and cracked, so he'll be replacing it as soon as the new one comes in, which will be Tuesday or Wednesday of next week. But it isn't leaking anymore, and the carpet in the corner is almost dry, so by the end of the weekend, I will be completely moved in to my new place, I swear it. I hope to take pictures of the new decor this weekend and get them posted on Facebook by middle of next week. The place won't be painted...still not sure I'll actually be painting in the end, but we'll see. I may talk to someone in the paint section of Lowe's and see what they suggest.
In other news, I get my car back tomorrow. Its been in the shop since Monday morning, and is now all fixed up and ready to come home. The only problem? The repairs are costing me $3,100...well, $3,098 to be exact. I'm not sure what exactly was wrong with it...I know nothing about cars, especially when the information has gone from the repair people to my dad to me. Dad knows only a little more than I do, so I'm sure the information he sent along to me was garbled. But anywho...Trey is coming up from Richmond tomorrow and he's gonna take me to the dealership so I can fork over half of my savings to get my baby back. Yippee.