So this has got to be the best day anyone could want as their last day in their home town before being sent to your next base. I don't know where to even start with this magnitude of day..

First, I woke up. (Of coarse) Got ready and began an approximate trip of 90-ish minutes to a friends work place for a massage that I've had planned for about a week. On the way there, a bolt that holds the brakes in place came off. When I got to the spa, I found out that I was at the wrong spa. So when we were at the wrong spot. (Turns out that two spas in the same area are called "The spa at topsail" Neither one is in Topsail.) Anyways, starting to leave the parking lot the car locks up do to the brake housing getting caught in the tire.

We called my sister and her boyfriend who came about an hour later. (They live about 15 minutes away from there) And they went up to Lowes to get another screw which should have taken about 30 minutes round trip at most. Took another hour. During this time I'm listening to my grandmother complain and bitch about how hot it is. We were sitting outside of an area with at least 10 air conditioned businesses within the parking lot. Even pointing this out she decided that she wanted to stay outside. I guess that she just likes having things to complain about.

So the appointment was at 12. We finished getting the truck to a temporary fix to get in close to the house for parts we were suppose to use about 4. So I missed the spa, the friends that I was going to see after the massage were already gone to work or whatever the people were doing. But they were gone. Gone home and changed out the part.

I had my grandmothers 3.5" floppy to pull pics off of and move them to a CD for her. Since I've left for the Air Force they decided they didn't like how I packed my stuff but they lost the power cord for the only computer I have that will do that. While searching for the power cord and the laptop I both broke the key to the lock of the trailer I'm about to drive cross country with. I smashed my finger in the door. After an hour of digging through the trailer for the items, I gave up. I went to Walgreens because they have those fancy little picture converters to move from cd/cards/floppys to film, disk, cd. Turns out they stopped making those where they read 3.5" floppys.

I would go out to meet up with someone I want to see before I go but I'd probably total my truck.. or get hit by someone and suffer some long drug out death. Guess I might as well go. No since in bypassing something that could happen like that..