Sometimes husbands can be really annoying, even when they're gone. Now let me preface that statement a little bit. Actually, that statement requires two prefaces, so here's the first. If you haven't heard, which most of you probably have, Andrew is at an Army camp for a month up in Washington. He left this last Friday and will be back July 13th. It is rather depressing, especially since I can't talk to him (no texts, no calls, no skype, though I can write him letters) but at least I have Chem 352 and Stat 121 to keep me company now that summer term has started. This camp Andrew is at is a leadership evaluation thing, and will basically determine if he gets to do what he wants in the army (and if you were wondering, he decided a little while ago that he wanted to do military intelligence with an infantry detail as his first choice (and if you're wondering how I could let him go infantry, it's because I'm not going to stand in the way of him doing something that he wants to do), and his second choice is field artillery, but then a couple of weeks ago he told me he actually wants to go field artillery cause there's a demand for field artillery officers so he thinks he'd get that easy, but he's still gonna put MI with an infantry detail as his first choice...go figure). So there's that preface. The second preface is that Andrew and I have been a little behind in finding a place to live when our lease here is up. We actually wanted to move earlier the summer, cause this place isn't worth what we pay for it, but it's not as easy as I thought it was to get out of our contract and nobody wanted to take over our contract anyway. So we procrastinated finding someplace for August because we were hoping to get out earlier, but we finally faced the truth and looked for someplace for August. Of course, the downside to this was that there were some seriously slim pickings-and by slim I mean almost non-existent. We checked the BYU housing listings, Craigslist, and KSL but there wasn't really anything we liked. We looked into two other places and I seriously considered signing a contract at this place called Lookout Pointe (yes, it is spelled with an "e" at the end), but then we saw a listing for this house on center street (in Provo) that we really wanted to live in. There had been a listing for it in April, but we couldn't get it then. The listing said that we had to move in in mid-July but we went for it anyway, because we can actually get out of our contract here as early as August 1, even though it technically goes until August 26. We already paid the last month's rent, so as soon as someone else signs a contract here, they'll prorate our rent money (I'm actually not really sure what that means, but I guess it means they'll give us back whatever we don't pay for, days-wise), and the office people told me there are some people who want to get in on August 1. So anyway, we decided to try and get the listing for the house on center street, called the Knight-Mangum Mansion (how cool is that?) and just pay July's rent here and basically take 2 weeks to move in there. We'll lose some money now, but the Knight-Mangum Mansion is cheaper than this place, so we'll end up saving money in the long run. So anyway, that preface was really long, but now on to why husbands can be really annoying. Since Andrew's gone, I had to go by myself to sign the contract today and pay the deposit (which was $600...kind of outrageous, but oh well), and I got home from class about five minutes before I wanted to go. I probably should have thought of this sooner, but when I stated looking for the checkbook, I could not find it. And yes, Andrew had it last. When it was time to pay June's rent, I couldn't find the checkbook, but it took Andrew all of two seconds to find it, and he was the one who ended up paying rent. And I have absolutely no idea where he left it, and I couldn't call him to ask because he doesn't have his phone. I ended up having to pay with cash, but we bank with USAA, and they're an online only bank, so when you need cash, you have to get it from other banks' ATMs (and yes, they reimburse you for the ATM fees). And since the deposit was $600 and ATMs have limits, I had to get the cash from three different ATMs. Luckily there are like six different ATMs outside the Wilk on campus. So yeah, that's why I'm annoyed with Andrew right now. The checkbook is probably in some super obvious place and I'm just incapable of finding things, but I really did look for like 15 minutes. But I was able to sign the contract and we don't have to worry about being homeless and we get to live in a cool house. It's actually a studio apartment, and the listing said it was 600 square feet, but when we went to look at it, it looked way smaller than that. It could have just been cause of the people who live there now's stuff though.
Oh and in case you were wondering why I haven't posted in a while, it's because before Alex went into the MTC he said that when he gets home and gets married he will not start a blog and implied that it was cliche and everyone does it, so then I felt lame. I still kinda feel lame about it cause it is kinda cliche but it is a good way to let people know what's going on with us. And anyway, it seems like it's usually the wife who wants to start the blog, so if his future wife wants to do it, he could just not post on it. So yeah, that's that.
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