When It Rains, It Pours

I have so much to blog about today! This is what happens when you don't blog on a regular basis... things start to pile up and then you find yourself typing the world's longest blog. So, yes this will probably be long... I will try to keep it as to-the-point as possible.

To begin, I have a list of all the things that seem to be falling apart around me (in a manner of speaking). For one, my computer has finally kicked the bucket. It's barely two and a half years old, but it has always had one faulty fan. Well... apparently it now has two faulty fans so, besides humming VERY loudly, it now shuts itself off randomly because it thinks it is overheating. This does not make me happy. Then, a couple of days ago I was walking to my work parking lot after my shift got over and I noticed a very large red scrape on the back right corner of my car.
Yep... someone hit my car and did they leave a note? NO! Of course not. This also does not make me happy. Then yesterday I was washing my hands after putting on my make up and when I went to grab my hand towel I accidentally flung my phone into the toilet because I had forgotten that I had set my phone on the towel. It had some troubles for a while... but it seems to be working pretty well today.

Needless to say, I've been a little on edge this week. And in addition to all this bad luck (and I use the word "luck" lightly since I don't really believe in such a thing) I have two extremely filthy roommates. I seem to be the only one who rinses off my dishes and loads, runs, or empties the dishwasher. I am also the only one who wipes down the counters, sweeps, takes out the trash, and vacuums. I refuse to play "Mommy" for my 22 year old roommates so I take care to clean up all of my own messes, but unfortunately that doesn't do much. I work a lot so I am hardly home to cook or clean as it is, so if I don't take the trash out, our trashcans (yes we have two) begin to overflow onto the floor. It is absolutely disgusting. It got so bad one week that I took a picture which I will post soon so that you can see that I am not exaggerating. AND one of my roommates thinks that it is ok to grate cheese and peel potatoes while lounging on the couch. Not only is this gross and slobbish, but like I said before, she doesn't ever vacuum up after herself so the food just stays on the floor until I have a chance to vacuum. Dishes pile up in the sink and of course, they don't get rinsed off so our whole apartment smells like rotten food. Quite simply, I am completely embarrassed to have anyone over. So now I have become THAT roommate... you know, the one who leaves slightly rude notes all over the house trying to get her roommates to be responsible and clean up after themselves. Yep... I did it. And it worked too. Haha but I have an inkling that one of my roommates doesn't think much of me anymore. But I honestly don't care. I only have to live with her for 2 more weeks. Praise all that is holy.

On a brighter note, my missionary (who I dated for about 5 months right before his mission, and who I have written to close to every week for the last two years) comes home in exactly two weeks from today.
I am SO excited! And nervous, anxious, confused, all of the above. I'm sure I'll give particulars later. The funny thing is that this whole last year I probably went on a total of 3 or 4 dates... and now all of a sudden I'm not really available anymore and I seem to be getting asked out A LOT more. (4 times the past two weeks!) It's like I radiate the "Taken" smell and they sniff me out. Why do we always want the things we can't have?

Anyways... that's the stitch on my life for the present!