Detestment

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I really hate putting away the food after dinner. Really, it is my least favorite chore. I would rather iron, or vacuum or do the laundry or even do all the dishes (or maybe even all of those combined) and have someone else put the food away.

There's just something about finding the right size container and then finding a freaking lid for it and then scraping the food from the pot into the container... bleh. I don't even know what it is about it that I truly detest. When I think about putting the food away, I just want to whine until someone else does it. Which is completely not like me... I think (I hope).

I told Andrew this last night. We were sitting on the couch and I asked him "Will you please put the food away" which actually wasn't an unreasonable request since I had cooked dinner. Of course he obliged but I suddenly felt motivated to expound on my own feelings on the subject. He didn't (and doesn't) really understand it, which I guess is understandable since it seems like such a simple thing to do in the first place.

The farthest back I can trace this hatred is probably about middle school. I don't have a clear or specific memory, but I think it slowly began to dawn on me that these feelings of discontentment were emanating from leftover food sitting on the stove.

What's your least favorite chore? What would you do to get out of it? 

Stay on the sunny side, Always on the sunny side!

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Have you ever been told that you have to have a connection to a company to get hired? Well, it is absolutely true. You can't even get an interview without an in, let me tell you. And the other crazy thing is that you can use the most obscure connection in the world and it can still work. 

Little update for you: 

1. I don't have a job

2. Andrew started school 3 weeks ago and is working his butt off (right, Andrew?)

3. We are homeless (we decided that's what we're going to be fore Halloween. Bonus: we don't even have to dress up! I call it "looking on the bright side.")

4. As soon as I find a job, we will find a place to live. For now, we are taking advantage of our parents' infinite kindness and sleeping in guest bedrooms. 

We've both been sick since getting home from Europe. Andrew caught some weird (zombie) strain of the flu and his body attacked itself (like I said, zombie). No worries though, he's on some crazy meds now and is doing much better. 

If you hear of any amazing job opportunities, (I'm looking for a lab position, close to Provo, great pay, amazing benefits, good hours, short commute; ya know, not really being picky at all) let me know! :)

On Jet Lag

I broke the first rule of jet lag
What is the first rule of jet lag?
Be asleep during the night and awake during the day.
We were both doing so well! And then we just couldn't take it anymore.

Andrew kind of has an excuse: he wasn't feeling so great all afternoon (please bless that he doesn't actually get sick). So he laid down at about 5 and I just couldn't stop myself from joining him. I rationalized it in so many ways, of course. "I'm not really going to sleep" "I have such a headache" "Andrew NEEDS me!" All I really did was fall asleep right away.

So here it is, 7:30 in the morning, and I've already been up for an hour. Because that's the vicious cycle with jet lag! I'll be super tired when tonight rolls around, not only because my body thinks it the middle of the night, but also because I got up at 6:30 in the morning (who does that? Pfft).

Trip: No More Days Left

This is it. The end. Finite. Last post of the trip and maybe for a few days. You'll just have to live with it.

Today we are in Vienna. Well, actually, this evening. We had time for 4 things: St. Steven's Cathedral, St. Peter's Church, gelato, and a conversation with a woman who spoke about 3 words of English.

The last one was the highlight; this woman was so tickled to be talking with us, it was heartwarming. She helped us find our bus stop and told us all about her son and 5 grand kids that live in America... I think. Also, she told us we'll have 6 kids. So now I know :)

Also, Blogger is having trouble posting pictures so you don't get any today, and for that I'm sure Blogger is sorry.

Trip: 1 Day Left

Well, it's really winding down now. I will be glad to have 3G and phone service again. Also, real in-&-out.

Today we are in Dubrovnik. The city that made famous because the bachelorette came here. It is a really cool city; the whole thing is built on a series of hills. There are tons of stairs and really steep streets. Also lots of foreigners. It is definitely the most touristy place we've been.

The pictures of the city are from our balcony. The one of Andrew was at dinner tonight; this is post-Europe-Andrew.

Trip: 2 Days Left

So most of this trip has been done with the main goal being to keep it as cheap as possible.
Yesterday we threw that all out the window and decided to rent a scooter for 2 days. It wasn't exactly expensive but it wasn't cheap either. Anyway, it was the best decision we ever made! We have had so much fun! Yesterday we took the scooter on the ferry to an island and drove until we found a nice secluded beach.
Today, we drove down the coast to Brela, which claims to be the most beautiful beach in Europe. It was beautiful, but also pretty crowded, so we just hopped back on our scooter and drove to find another secluded beach (the picture with the sheet hanging is where we ended up. Completely private).
We also drove through Omis which is where the Makarska river joins the Adriatic Sea (it's the picture of the cliffs). Fun fact: in Croatian, Makarska means cherry juice.
Tonight, we went down to the old town and what should we stumble upon but a fashion show! Good day!

Sorry the pictures are out of order. The blogger app does it and I can't fix it.

Trip: 3 More Days

I can't believe we only have 3 days left. It is so crazy and it feels like we've been gone forever. It will be interesting getting back to real life.
Right now we are taking a ferry back to Split from the beautiful island of Brac where we spent the day. Today was a beach day and one of the best days of the trip.
In Croatia, the beaches are mostly rocky, but really smooth rock. It's nice. So on this beach that we went to there were tons of big rocks up against cliffs, which created these little alcoves that were almost like private beaches. I was so in heaven that I forgot to get a picture of ours.
Here are some other pictures, though. The city is Split and the water/beach is Brac.