Well it has been a good 5 weeks here in Costa Rica. I am really proud of kerianne and myself for navigating our way around a country that is predominantly spanish. The language barrier has been a tough and fun thing. I once spent about 15 minutes trying to say, yes I would return the key in the morning when we leave. That was frustrating but funny. So in three short days we will be heading home to start this new adventure called life. Hahaha, or as some of you have put it "the real world" (oh ya before i forget again, you "real world" people suck!).
Both of us are tired and relaxed at the same time. I think we are both ramping up for painting and moving and trying to find jobs. Man, the real world blows. I hate looking for a job. I have no problem working, I´m not lazy, but looking for a job is a personal pet peeve of mine. It is a frustrating experience. It is almost like a singles party where everybody is sizing eachother up. The difference is, at this party everyone is sizing you up and asking themselves whether you´re good enough for them. That is tough. It isn´t always like that, but a lot of the time it is. Then you go through the first couple of dates that are awkward cause you don´t know the job, and are trying to prove yourself a hard worker even though you don´t know what to work hard at. Ahhh, hate it.
Anyway, now that that´s of my chest....I´m looking forward to going home. Hmm, home. Feels good to say that. Since highschool i never really felt at home anywhere. Nor was I around in any one spot long enough to call it home. But this is somehow different. Kerianne is home to me now. And that is something I have felt for a while before we were married. But now i get to share a tangible home with her and i am looking forward to that.
Obviously there will be challenges. Like our bathroom size. It´s small. And Kerianne´s love for jewellery and clothes. She´s got lots. And the fact that I will probably be sitting naked eating cereal out of a salad bowl with a fork (because that was the only thing that was clean and I have to do laundry and thought that the obvious solution would be the naked salad bowl combo), yelling my face off at the hockey game on t.v. when Kerianne brings a friend over to see the place. HAHAHAHAHA!!! I know that i am gonna get asked not to do this when kerianne reads this, and i also know that she will probably get mad at me when i say i can´t help it, but hey...what´s an adventure without a little naked breakfast at 6 pm? Is there such a thing? I think not. She won´t agree.
So here i stand as we embark on this new adventure.... ready and waiting to do my part.... and pull my own weight....all the way over to the couch where i will inevitably be found eating cereal naked in front of the oilers home opener.
They´rrrrrrrrrre Greeeaaaat!!!!
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You knob! My reality is going to hit you square between the eyes. My reality is my fist knocking out your front teeth! And the next time you eat cereal in your gonch, I'm going to grab your waist band and sea saw you until your rectum bleeds...that's Jimmer's reality Check...see my smile, that's satisfaction guarandamnteed! jz
Hey Cory, first of all, I'm with you on the job hunting thing, I hate it! I remember when I was looking for a job when I was like 15, and my Dad kept telling me to do stuff, like show up in the morning with a lunch bucket, and I said, "What do you want me to do, sleep outside the front door?" He said that would be a good idea, and I think he was serious...
by the way, laziness is relative...
You definately make me jealous the way you talk about home... I'm waiting for a place that I can call home right now, I call nanaimo that, but it really isn't... not yet anyway. Its just where I spend the highest percentage of the year, and where the highest percentage of my belongings are.
I think that if you ever make it over to the Island to visit, I'm going to have to be sitting on the couch eating cereal out of a salad bowl when you arrive... so if you bring Karianne, be warned!
If anyone who knew me read this they would make fun of me because they would say I'm too uptight to ever do that... I like to think I have some unpredictability in me... but whatever.
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