When Zach and I decided to move in together, we had no idea where to go. It's kind of a fun experience choosing your first place together with the person you could see yourself with for the rest of your life. Anyways, I had a couple places in mind but the biggest issue was the money. Fresh out of high school with jobs that pay minimum wage isn't really a great combination but it works. Saving money seems to be the biggest issue for us right now. When we chose a place, the exact same area I used to live with my parents at it was nothing but exciting. A different set up than what it was at my parents but still a reminder of my family at certain times.
We chose this place one because of the price, I mean $540 did seem like a good reasonable place for a 2 bedroom and 1 1/2 bath. Being new to the outside world (renting, etc.) We were indecisive about a lot of things. All we knew was that we graduated, in love, and wanting a place to call our own. The biggest thing we had a problem with was support. We had support from our parents, but not exactly what we were expecting. I realize now that they were as surprised as we were. Everyone has difference of opinion on our options. We chose to do what we wanted. We're teenagers, what do you expect?
Moving in was somewhat easy, I mean we didn't really have a whole lot. A couch my mom and dad gave us, a bed, T.V, etc. We bought the essentials and stuck with what we got. Along the way we have accumulated a new couch due to the other one caving in, a small TV, microwave, somewhat new vacuum to us, and others.
It's been 8 months since we moved in together. We've experienced money struggles, and the occasional argument every now and then. But right now, I feel lucky to have a townhouse and to be in love with a man who loves me for me and takes my bad days and my good days. Overall, I'm just thankful that my life is getting better and better each day with my family and friends by my side.
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Friday, March 28, 2014
Man's Greatest Treasure
Being a woman, I have my likes and my most favorite things that I keep very special to me. Today I realized that my fiancé has a favorite thing that he will never get rid of, his truck. I remember my mom telling me about how when she first started dating my dad that he had a car that was taken care of like a baby. I don't remember the total information about the car, I know that it was a Camaro and it was white in color. My mom would tell me that he would take the whole day to clean the Camaro and take diapers and dry the car. That was his baby.
Now that I'm on my own with my fiancé I am realizing his favorite thing is his truck. He has a 1990 Chevy K1500 and it's an amazing truck. It's black and gold, he calls it Goldberg. It has a camper top and it's a reliable. Zach is absolutely obsessed with his truck.
Being in the truck it's amazing, not like a once in a lifetime kind of thing but it's great. I never thought that Zach would let me drive his truck but he has and I love it. When he's fixing his truck he has a smile on face and I realize his sense of pride in his truck.
My dad had that same sense of pride in his vehicle, the same I see in Zach when it comes to talking about or fixing his truck. Maybe it's just a guy thing when it comes to his vehicle.
Now that I'm on my own with my fiancé I am realizing his favorite thing is his truck. He has a 1990 Chevy K1500 and it's an amazing truck. It's black and gold, he calls it Goldberg. It has a camper top and it's a reliable. Zach is absolutely obsessed with his truck.
Being in the truck it's amazing, not like a once in a lifetime kind of thing but it's great. I never thought that Zach would let me drive his truck but he has and I love it. When he's fixing his truck he has a smile on face and I realize his sense of pride in his truck.
My dad had that same sense of pride in his vehicle, the same I see in Zach when it comes to talking about or fixing his truck. Maybe it's just a guy thing when it comes to his vehicle.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Generation Y
Yesterday after I got off work I came home and Skyped my mom. It had been a while since I Skyped my mom and I was definitely in need of some mom time! We talked about a couple things that were on each of our minds. I got to see my dad and brother as well. But we talked about something that's been on my mind since we ended the video chat. Generation Y
What I mean by Generation Y is, well obviously my generation. My generation has the typical stereotypes that I agree to disagree with. My generation has its moments. In school, we were taught that no one can treat us like crap basically, that we should stand up for ourselves, etc. I believe that yes I have some generation Y traits but not all of them.
Since I graduated high school, I have had 2 jobs. I started at Safeway as a courtesy clerk and I did love my job. I did the best of what I knew and was taught during my time there. As I was beginning to understand my job, I was promoted to the gas station as a fuel attendant. There, I made many friends and also a couple enemies. I didn't really worry about the enemies as much as my job. I really began to love my job at the gas station. I was a cashier and it was fun, the customers that would come in on a regular basis would joke around and I would love the atmosphere there.
But then, I got really sick and couldn't come into work. I tried to work with them on the understanding of the sickness I was under. They didn't care, and I lost my job. After working for Safeway for 6 months, I was left unemployed. Two months and it really affected me. Not only with my relationship with Zach, but I literally felt like the world was coming down on me fast with no intention to stop. Job after job I applied and heard nothing. I was beating myself up mentally because I couldn't understand what had happened.
One day I remember clearly, sitting downstairs and applying for job after job and then calling my mom. I was in tears listening to some music that I shouldn't have. I called her to hear her voice, my mom has always had the right thing to say and the sound of her voice puts me back at ease. I called her and told her how I was feeling. I had just got off the phone with Zach before I called her, and I needed some clarity. We talked for a while and then I had got a call from a different number. It was a job interview at Wal- Mart. I was so shocked I called my mom again and told her the good news. I finally felt like something was going right for me. I mean, yes I had interviews before twice and those didn't work out. But I finally felt like I was going to get the job and finally feel good about myself again
I went to the job interview and got my first job interview complete and was going to my second one. As soon as I completed that one, they told me to come back the next day for the job offer. I couldn't help but jump up and down as soon as I got to the car. I got the job as a full time Maintenance Associate. I've been there for a month and a half now and I'll admit it definitely is different from Safeway.
I appreciate my job, and try to the best of my ability to do my job better than asked. Sometimes I will admit it is hard to accomplish everything that is asked of you when you are the only female in a group of males. I'm not saying that women can't accomplish anything, we certainly have accomplished a lot in the past decades. I am not the kind of girl to just throw in the towel and be okay with giving up. I am experiencing issues at work. Certain people I think have it out to get me or maybe it is just a test like my mom said and I'm taking it personally. I've always been that way though to take things said personally, it's a defect in my personality and one that I am working on.
I'm not going to let people think they can walk all over me, and get away with it. I'm going to stand up for myself and not back down. I'm going to do MY job the way I was taught and learn from different people that have been there years longer than just my one month. This is my standing up for myself, I am Generation Y.
- The SongBird
What I mean by Generation Y is, well obviously my generation. My generation has the typical stereotypes that I agree to disagree with. My generation has its moments. In school, we were taught that no one can treat us like crap basically, that we should stand up for ourselves, etc. I believe that yes I have some generation Y traits but not all of them.
Since I graduated high school, I have had 2 jobs. I started at Safeway as a courtesy clerk and I did love my job. I did the best of what I knew and was taught during my time there. As I was beginning to understand my job, I was promoted to the gas station as a fuel attendant. There, I made many friends and also a couple enemies. I didn't really worry about the enemies as much as my job. I really began to love my job at the gas station. I was a cashier and it was fun, the customers that would come in on a regular basis would joke around and I would love the atmosphere there.
But then, I got really sick and couldn't come into work. I tried to work with them on the understanding of the sickness I was under. They didn't care, and I lost my job. After working for Safeway for 6 months, I was left unemployed. Two months and it really affected me. Not only with my relationship with Zach, but I literally felt like the world was coming down on me fast with no intention to stop. Job after job I applied and heard nothing. I was beating myself up mentally because I couldn't understand what had happened.
One day I remember clearly, sitting downstairs and applying for job after job and then calling my mom. I was in tears listening to some music that I shouldn't have. I called her to hear her voice, my mom has always had the right thing to say and the sound of her voice puts me back at ease. I called her and told her how I was feeling. I had just got off the phone with Zach before I called her, and I needed some clarity. We talked for a while and then I had got a call from a different number. It was a job interview at Wal- Mart. I was so shocked I called my mom again and told her the good news. I finally felt like something was going right for me. I mean, yes I had interviews before twice and those didn't work out. But I finally felt like I was going to get the job and finally feel good about myself again
I went to the job interview and got my first job interview complete and was going to my second one. As soon as I completed that one, they told me to come back the next day for the job offer. I couldn't help but jump up and down as soon as I got to the car. I got the job as a full time Maintenance Associate. I've been there for a month and a half now and I'll admit it definitely is different from Safeway.
I appreciate my job, and try to the best of my ability to do my job better than asked. Sometimes I will admit it is hard to accomplish everything that is asked of you when you are the only female in a group of males. I'm not saying that women can't accomplish anything, we certainly have accomplished a lot in the past decades. I am not the kind of girl to just throw in the towel and be okay with giving up. I am experiencing issues at work. Certain people I think have it out to get me or maybe it is just a test like my mom said and I'm taking it personally. I've always been that way though to take things said personally, it's a defect in my personality and one that I am working on.
I'm not going to let people think they can walk all over me, and get away with it. I'm going to stand up for myself and not back down. I'm going to do MY job the way I was taught and learn from different people that have been there years longer than just my one month. This is my standing up for myself, I am Generation Y.
- The SongBird
Thursday, March 13, 2014
Relationships
In the past I've written about relationships and the outcome of the relationship to each person. I've realized since I last wrote that, a lot has changed. With certain people it has grow, and with others it has slowly come to its end. In my eyes, it seems like life certainly does change us throughout any situation.
Recently, I've notice the relationship between mother and daughter has become more like best of friends. When I lived with my parents, the relationship was certainly different. They took care of me, fed me, dealt with my "problems", and a whole lot more. But now, that I'm out on my own it definitely has changed. With my family in Iowa, and me here in Colorado it certainly has made a difference in our communication. Thanks to modern day technology I can text them, call them, or even Skype them. Now that its been almost a year since I've been out of my parents place it certainly has been hard on me.
Come to think of it, I miss them more than I ever have before. Yes, we had our arguments and fights but in the end I love them oh so very much. Especially my mom, I feel like now that she doesn't have to cloth me or feed me our relationship is getting to a better place. Which puts my heart at peace knowing that we will always love each other like mother and daughter and now best friends. I knew that our relationship had taken a turn for the worst a couple years ago when I resented the fact that we had to move from North Carolina. When we lived with my Grandpa, I hated it then, not because of my grandpa but because of the situation I was in. I literally put myself in depression mode. I'm still living with it to this day, but I have it under control.
There is a time I wish I could take back, I remember it like it was yesterday. I came home from school, all mad and not being reasonable. I don't remember what it was exactly that I was mad about. Anyways, I went and got the mail and came back and I took out my anger on my mom. She came up to me and I hit her glasses off her face. I didn't realize then what I really did to our relationship.
Now, I realized what I did was the outcome of us fighting most of the time. I remember my mom telling me something that has stuck with me since then. She told me that she didn't even know who I was anymore. To be honest mom, neither did I. She wanted her Stephanie back, and I didn't do that.
I'm sorry mom. I know I've said it a billion times. You are my best friend mom. The one I can talk to when I'm not in the right mind set. I owe a lot to you.
The SongBird
Recently, I've notice the relationship between mother and daughter has become more like best of friends. When I lived with my parents, the relationship was certainly different. They took care of me, fed me, dealt with my "problems", and a whole lot more. But now, that I'm out on my own it definitely has changed. With my family in Iowa, and me here in Colorado it certainly has made a difference in our communication. Thanks to modern day technology I can text them, call them, or even Skype them. Now that its been almost a year since I've been out of my parents place it certainly has been hard on me.
Come to think of it, I miss them more than I ever have before. Yes, we had our arguments and fights but in the end I love them oh so very much. Especially my mom, I feel like now that she doesn't have to cloth me or feed me our relationship is getting to a better place. Which puts my heart at peace knowing that we will always love each other like mother and daughter and now best friends. I knew that our relationship had taken a turn for the worst a couple years ago when I resented the fact that we had to move from North Carolina. When we lived with my Grandpa, I hated it then, not because of my grandpa but because of the situation I was in. I literally put myself in depression mode. I'm still living with it to this day, but I have it under control.
There is a time I wish I could take back, I remember it like it was yesterday. I came home from school, all mad and not being reasonable. I don't remember what it was exactly that I was mad about. Anyways, I went and got the mail and came back and I took out my anger on my mom. She came up to me and I hit her glasses off her face. I didn't realize then what I really did to our relationship.
Now, I realized what I did was the outcome of us fighting most of the time. I remember my mom telling me something that has stuck with me since then. She told me that she didn't even know who I was anymore. To be honest mom, neither did I. She wanted her Stephanie back, and I didn't do that.
I'm sorry mom. I know I've said it a billion times. You are my best friend mom. The one I can talk to when I'm not in the right mind set. I owe a lot to you.
The SongBird
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Reconnection
When we left North Carolina, I never thought that I would have met my best friend or most of the people in my life that made feel like I could be me. Leaving North Carolina was the hardest thing for me to do and since then I've changed a lot. It's to be expected when you grow up. I always told myself though that I would never lose touch with my best friend, Chrissy.
While life has definitely been a interesting turn of events after high school, one thing that has surprised me is the messages I told myself while I was in high school. I told myself back then that I wouldn't lose touch with Chrissy yet I did. Yes, she is a Facebook friend but it wasn't the same. See, her and I never fought about anything and to this day we still don't fight. We agree on everything and we share the same interests and hobbies, well at least back then we did. With the separation of time, we have changed. She's in college, and I'm a working teen trying to make it happen and stay afloat with my fiancé. Life's amazing ain't it?
After graduating high school, I figured that I was going to take a trip down there to see her. I haven't see her in more than 4 years give or take. I really can't remember everything. That obviously didn't happen, and so now I want to see her this year. Take a road trip down there and see how my best friend is doing.. see all my other friends as well but mainly her.
It all started with a message on Facebook to text me, and yesterday we had a conversation while I was at work. It made my day go faster and made me realize how very much important she is to my story, to my life. So I can't wait to see her, and see how she's been doing. To show her the workings of the book we wanted to write together just before I moved, and to reconnect with my best friend.
- The SongBird
While life has definitely been a interesting turn of events after high school, one thing that has surprised me is the messages I told myself while I was in high school. I told myself back then that I wouldn't lose touch with Chrissy yet I did. Yes, she is a Facebook friend but it wasn't the same. See, her and I never fought about anything and to this day we still don't fight. We agree on everything and we share the same interests and hobbies, well at least back then we did. With the separation of time, we have changed. She's in college, and I'm a working teen trying to make it happen and stay afloat with my fiancé. Life's amazing ain't it?
After graduating high school, I figured that I was going to take a trip down there to see her. I haven't see her in more than 4 years give or take. I really can't remember everything. That obviously didn't happen, and so now I want to see her this year. Take a road trip down there and see how my best friend is doing.. see all my other friends as well but mainly her.
It all started with a message on Facebook to text me, and yesterday we had a conversation while I was at work. It made my day go faster and made me realize how very much important she is to my story, to my life. So I can't wait to see her, and see how she's been doing. To show her the workings of the book we wanted to write together just before I moved, and to reconnect with my best friend.
- The SongBird
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Forever and Always
I've always dreamt of my engagement, how it would be, the ring, etc. I always wanted a unique engagement. I got my dream on 13 February 2014 at 7:43 pm.
Zach just got home from a long day at work. Covered in grease and dirt from the tires, he gave me a kiss and went to freshen up. I was in the process of making tacos and burritos. I called for him when I was done and we ate. We exchanged our valentines day presents. I gave him an Egyptian chalice and a thing of SpongeBob heart shaped chocolates. He gave me a big fluffy dog and told me that I had another gift which he couldn't show me yet.
After we cleaned up dinner, and exchanged gifts, we went to watch some T.V. We were watching Ernest goes to School, when he brought out a card. As I opened I read about how I was his forever and always, I couldn't help but blush.
He told me that I had to close my eyes, so I did. Next thing I knew, he was on one knee and presented me with a RingPop. Unique, right? I cried, and had to recollect my thoughts. I watched him with a big smile on his face. He said:
" Stephanie Rebecca, I haven't found anyone like you who can take care of me and all my issues, I know that we have our hard times but I don't ever want to lose you! You are the focus of m life, the main reason I do what I do! I love you! Will you be with me forever?"
I sat there for a few minutes and waited. I finally answered his question with a big yes and a smile on my face. He promised me that I would get the "real" ring soon, which I am waiting patiently on. The announcement of the engagement was unexpected and some were happy, while others were cautious.
While yes the announcement was a very happy one. We are definitely going to wait. I believe that this will be a 2 year engagement. Which isn't a bad thing. I would rather wait and know its right then jump into a marriage that wouldn't work. But as time progresses, time will tell if this was truly meant to be.
Zach just got home from a long day at work. Covered in grease and dirt from the tires, he gave me a kiss and went to freshen up. I was in the process of making tacos and burritos. I called for him when I was done and we ate. We exchanged our valentines day presents. I gave him an Egyptian chalice and a thing of SpongeBob heart shaped chocolates. He gave me a big fluffy dog and told me that I had another gift which he couldn't show me yet.
After we cleaned up dinner, and exchanged gifts, we went to watch some T.V. We were watching Ernest goes to School, when he brought out a card. As I opened I read about how I was his forever and always, I couldn't help but blush.
He told me that I had to close my eyes, so I did. Next thing I knew, he was on one knee and presented me with a RingPop. Unique, right? I cried, and had to recollect my thoughts. I watched him with a big smile on his face. He said:
" Stephanie Rebecca, I haven't found anyone like you who can take care of me and all my issues, I know that we have our hard times but I don't ever want to lose you! You are the focus of m life, the main reason I do what I do! I love you! Will you be with me forever?"
I sat there for a few minutes and waited. I finally answered his question with a big yes and a smile on my face. He promised me that I would get the "real" ring soon, which I am waiting patiently on. The announcement of the engagement was unexpected and some were happy, while others were cautious.
While yes the announcement was a very happy one. We are definitely going to wait. I believe that this will be a 2 year engagement. Which isn't a bad thing. I would rather wait and know its right then jump into a marriage that wouldn't work. But as time progresses, time will tell if this was truly meant to be.
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