Balance in the Universe

I've been having a lot of really great days lately.  I'm oh-so-very grateful for them!  Life has just been great.  I've been working 40 hours a week, spending time with family, friends, and my amazing boyfriend, Bryce.  I don't have a whole lot of idle time.  Some days, I feel like I'm running around like a hen with her head cut off.  I love being this busy, but it has its drawbacks.  I'm not home much anymore.  That leaves me slacking in the chore department.  I guess when things are going so great, you have to have a terrible day to restore the balance in the universe.

Today started out great...
I woke up, got ready, picked up my check from work, came home, talked with Mom, played with Chunk, and headed to Tooele for dinner with my girls.

Then, things started turning...
I got a call from my boss on the way to Tooele saying that we'd had another not-so-good Corporate secret shopper. No bueno, my friends.
Dinner was great, but the host annoyed the crap out of me.
I was almost crushed by a semi driver on the way home getting on I-80 because he was a jackass, and he wasn't paying attention to the roadsigns.  He nearly killed me to cut across all three lanes of traffic and the gore to make his ramp.  I had to slam on my brakes leaving skid marks and squealing tires.  It was pretty scary.
I came home to my boyfriend waiting for me.  I was so excited to see him that I accidentally locked my keys in my car.  Dad wasn't so happy about that.  I talked to our on-site police officer, and he had to call the Unified Fire people.  They came to get my keys out of my car in an ambulance.  No, they were not inconspicuous at all.  As you can probably imagine, this attracted a large gathering of nosy neighbors wondering why there was an ambulance in the complex.  My boyfriend, being the amazing man that he is, sensed that I was frustrated and embarrassed.  His way of solving the problem was to lie under the front of my car acting like he was pinned there.  I love him.

Maybe the Universe still isn't balanced out completely...it tried today, but in the end, I still think I won.

Immaturity Injured the Idiot

I'm quite sure that you've all heard the phrase "Curiosity killed the cat," right?  Well, I believe that, in light of recent events, I'm going to start using my own phrase; Immaturity injured the idiot.  There's a certain idiot that I'm speaking about, of course, but I'm not going to use names.  I just find it hard to believe that a 20-year-old man can be such a child!  I'm not even sure how to deal with him anymore.  I feel like I've grown so much, and I'm making something of my life.  I really think that Court said it best when we were talking about another immature idiot.  She said, "Well, it's hard to get out of high school when you never did anything with your life."  It seems a bit harsh, but it's quite true.  Most adults move on.  They go to college, serve a mission, get a job, begin a career, get married, start a family, or do whatever they consider "moving on" to be.  Others choose to coast by, living with their parents for no legitimate reason, wallowing in rumor spreading, overreactions, jealousy, and concern for only themselves.  I feel sorry for these people.  It's so easy to see that they're not truly happy.  I guess that I'll just do my best to put up with this certain immature individual.  Hopefully things will change soon.  Until then, I'm going to have to refrain from asking him if he can put on his big-boy pants and grow up.  He's really only hurting himself with his attitude and actions.  Unfortunately, he can't see this yet.  I guess it's only a matter of time...