Feeling Bit Better

I am terribly sorry over the rant. I do feel a bit better after getting it belted out though.

Even more new developments happening, though. They are rather interesting.

Mother called the other day, and I told her I was going to stay with Daddy when I came down this Saturday. Apparently, she took this the wrong way and thought I said that I didn't want to see her again. I do--I mean, I still love her and everything. She is my mother.

So, she's signing over the car in my name. Unfortunately, she's also giving me the insurance bills. Once over the initial shock, though, I actually don't mind. It will give me a chance to get out from under her total control. My brother talked her into giving me 60 days to actually get a job so I can pay it. She was just going to cancel it right out. Thank God for big brothers.

So, I'm going to find a good job, and I'm going to join up with the Volunteer Fire Department. There have been a lot of fires going on in South Carolina today. About 27 houses burned the last I heard. Plus, I'll have to learn how to be a firefighter in the Navy anyway, so this will be good training for down the line. I'm going to get Michelle to borrow the 45 pound vest they use in training so I can wear that around the house while doing chores. I've already seen what you must do in the training portion, and I'll have to attend class, but it will be a wonderful step on the way to the Navy.

And I'll finally be able to make something of myself. *grin* It's going to be a great year. Didn't think I would EVER say that, but this has helped me be me. I'm going to make money, get some classes, and join the Navy prepared. Because if I can pass the firefighting test, by golly, I know I can pass the Navy boot camp!

*sigh* Me and Michelle are going to go over what exactly the test goes over. Being volunteer doesn't mean I'll go out on every call, though. It's kinda like Army reserves. You're there when you're needed. Anyway, it's good training, and extra money, which is what I need.

This Saturday is when I'll be flying out to get my things. I'll have to e-mail daddy with the exact information tomorrow morning. Then, he's gonna lead me back to South Carolina, and I'm going to have to save up for a GPS system, unless I can get that out of mom as well. It's certainly a need. I am horribly directionally challenged. Hopefully, that will get better as I grow a bit older. I mean, I got lost in my own hometown of Stockbridge. I ended up in Riverdale. How weird is that?

Anyway, I'm going to try out different things on my way to my ultimate goal: Navy. The VFD stuff will certainly help, considering it will help with my training in fire during Boot Camp. I won't have to be nervous about that part.

So, I shall have a shout tomorrow as well! Cya all later!