well not exactly one week.. that would have been last friday. But sadly yes, less than a week left till i haul my cute little wolfie butt over to IL and start living with my tiger. This bitter sweet moment in my life was bound to happen.. i mean me and tiger couldnt stay long distance forever.. eventually one of us or both would simply give up. ive sent a few things along via UPS already.. both boxes weighing about 70 to 80 pounds, so with ups ground getting there in 7 days or so.. its not that bad.. i was that or pay like 500 to overnight them.. and no way in hell could i ever afford 500 bucks. With this last week left i still gotta pack one more big box and a couple of smaller boxes and finish up throwing more of my old crap into the ol dumpster.

Ive already started saying bye to some people.. my co worker who works in the same section of the store as i do has gone on vacation for this week so we said our goodbyes this past friday, and she kindly gave me some money to help me along.. which i thought was very thoughtfull.. especially considering the hour reduction weve gotten at work.. i know she could have used that money for herself. *sighs* i dont mind leaving the store.. its in a pretty shitty state right now.. like a sinking ship or a dino trying to pull itself out of a tar pit, but what i would miss is the people i work with.. the night crew as a whole is a pretty damn good bunch of people. honestly if work doesnt start treating them better i hope they just walk out on them and leave the store in shambles.. even though thats whats happening.. with more people leaving little by little their having a horrible time trying to find replacements(the ones thatll stay more than a couple of days of work) for them.

enough about work though.. im worried about fitting in around there.. im not a white suburbanite person.. i mean tiger and his mom deal with snooty block captains or something like that.. that demand their lawns or sidewalks.. or driveways to be in immaculate condition.. im more of a city wolf.. who has to deal with making sure roaches dont make off with my stuff, and wiether or not i should be afraid that theres asbestos material in the walls, or ignoring the domestic squables going on at almost all hours of the day and night and crying kids heard through almost paper thin walls. Wait why do i wanna stay again.. oh right family.. damn. Well if anyone out there has won the lottery and wants to donate money to me to move my entire family out there.. im more than glad to accept hehe. just kidding they probably wouldnt wanna come anyway.

i hope this works out... i havent put this much time, energy and money for our relationship to fail quickly after me moving in. Well wish me luck fuzzies.. ill let you guys know when im saftly over there.. and it goes without saying that my art is on the backburner for now.. and will stay that way till i get a job and earn my place over there with tiger.