This is my cousin Max, the love of my life!
Hey! It's been a whirlwind of excitement and anxiety these past few days!
I'll start from the beginning, on Thursday.
As I've already told you about, I interviewed for a nanny position for a sweet family near Springfield. Later that night, I got the call that I got the job.
Friday, I changed my availability at the restaurant I work at so that I am only available Thursday & Saturday nights for hostessing hours (which is only 3, maybe 4 hours each night).
Saturday, Blake and I went to see Final Fantasy 5 in 3D (absolutely atrocious, but hilarious & awesome), and during the movie, I have 2 missed calls: one from the lady that hired me to nanny, and one from my manager at the restaurant (panic sets in, duh).
So, I return the call to my manager - he's not happy about my change in availability.
I return the call to Kim (the momma), and she tells me she's hired someone else and I didn't actually get the job.
I cried. A lot.
I had been so excited for the job, and so happy, and relieved that I had a job I actually enjoyed and I didn't even get a chance to start and show her I could do it! To say that I was bummed would be an understatement.
Sunday, after church, Blake and I went to the lake with the college Sunday school class. It was a super relaxing day, good for just forgetting about all of my previous day's troubles.
I ended up staying the night at Blake's parents house. We made plans to stay up late and eat snacks and play Guitar Hero. Reality: We ate a few chips, watched half an episode of So You Think You Can Dance and were both passed out.
Monday morning, I wake up to a voicemail from Kim. I call her back. She asks me if I'm lost & having trouble finding the house because I'm 30 minutes late & she's worried about me.
I tell her that she said she gave the job to someone else and I wasn't supposed to come over.
She tells me that she really does want me to have the job and to come over.
I get there about 2 hours after I was originally supposed to be there.
Turns out, her husband read her the wrong phone number for the girl she wasn't hiring. And she called me instead. So as it turns out, I really do have the job, and I love it so far.
I've only been there 2 days, but I really really like it. I watch 4 kids, and when school starts next week, I'll only have 2. They are just the sweetest (and liveliest) bunch of kiddos. I go out there all this week (all day) but my regular schedule starts next week, and will only be Monday afternoons/ Tuesday & Thursday, all day.
Next Tuesday will be interesting - it's literally all. day. I work from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m.
I'm excited to see what that will be like, but nervous at the same time. That's a very long day.
We shall see! I'm excited.
On the other hand, I have to end up quitting my job at the restaurant completely. I won't even be able to give a 2 week notice, which sucks, and makes me feel awful.
I thought that I would be able to handle doing both, at least for a few months, but the family will need me more often than the 22 hours I'm guaranteed each week. Meaning I need to keep my weekends open. Meaning, I can't work another job.
Which is okay with me, I just feel bad for needing to quit so soon at the restaurant. For example - she has me on the schedule for Saturday night, 6-9 pm, but I'm also scheduled to work at the restaurant for the same hours.... there's no way I'm going to cancel on Kim to work the same hours at minimum wage! No way, jose! I'm taking the $12/hour job over that!
So, I'm in a tough spot, and I feel really, really bad. But.
You gotta do what you gotta do.
Enough about me. How are you?!
xo Haley
I have so much to share and absolutely zero time to do so. Such is life.
I must apologize (a million times over and over!) for the silence here on the blog for the past couple of weeks (eeek, so sorry), but... I moved!
Side note: I am way too excited about my new closet. This closet is huge. Seriously, like the size of my bedroom at my parents home. It's h.u.g.e!
(this is in my bedroom - still trying to find a way to hang things on the wall without using nails. A few have pointed out that there's a method on Pinterest... can someone link me to this?!)
On Sunday afternoon, my Grandma and I went on a date to see Gone with the Wind at the Gillioz Theatre in downtown Springfield. I used to spend the night with my grandma every Monday night (a tradition that lasted from junior high until the Monday before I moved to Springfield), so I missed spending time with her, and this was the perfect little get together for us. We both share a h.u.g.e. love for the movie & book!
I got to hang out with this pretty girl! I went back "home" for a 2 days last week to see my parents and have a girls night with Breigh. Funny story: We spent over an hour trying to call Delilah's radio show. After what felt like foooorever, we finally got through, and we dedicated "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus to each other... haha, as cheesy as that is. It was a perfect end to our girl's night!
Blake got me a Red Velvet Dress!! (perfect boyfriend award) I absolutely love it. I had to get it taken in a bit because it was a little too big, but it's perfect now, and I can't wait to wear it!
Blake and I had our very first jammies night of the season. We watched The Shining and drank spiced apple cider. It was perfect!
We got tattooed!
And I got a pretty (and outrageously girly) red bow! I promise to have better pictures of mine soon, but it's still healing. It's finally slowing down on the peeling, it's itchy as heck though!
So I moved out nearly two months ago, and have been loving life on my own. (Seriously, Breigh- you'll love it, too! Can't wait to live with you soon, biffsters!) 
Hello, hello! I haven't been able to talk to Blake for 28 hours. And if you ask Breigh, I was a mess for the first few hours. I just don't like this level of separation. I can deal with being in different states, but not being able to talk to him at all is tough. business. 
I wear his band's t-shirt (you should get one too, they're mega cute) and indulge in way too much McDonalds. 
Not exactly from my birthday weekend, but from birthday week. Yes, I deserved a weeklong celebration ;)
Blake took me out for a birthday breakfast at Aunt Martha's pancake house, where I ate way too much. It was so. good.
Best birthday present ever! I feel like such a grown up getting new bedding for my birthday and actually being excited about it. Blake got me all of the homey things I've been eyeing on UO for the past forevers. The duvet cover is reversible, so double win with that one, and the owl pillow cases are the cutest things ever. And the yellow pillow... my favorite. 
Friday night was spent relaxing after a long evening of partying at my parent's. Dad grilled steaks and made homemade ice cream for me, Blake & Breigh. We had so much fun - highlight of the evening was trying to perfect Teen Mom Farrah's cry face. 
On Saturday, Blake's band The Midwest Indies had a show at a local coffee shop, so we all went that, my parents included (it was their first time seeing them!), and immediately after was a surprise birthday party for me that my sweet boyfriend planned, and his sweet momma kiiiinda told me about a bit too early ;)
Blake also got me these shoes, and some floral oxfords. We wear the cutest shoes.
I started on a painting for Mr. Kern. He gave me a list of words to help get me inspired for a type of painting he wants... but in the end, I decided to go with what I wanted to paint. Ha. Lucky best friend! :)
I love going out on little lunch dates with my dad! Especially when I don't get to see him as often anymore. It's always a treat. 
In 7th grade, little 13 year old Haley had brace + glasses + really bad curly hair + was a Jr. High cheerleader. I was one big awesome mess. 
*I'm sorry Breigh* .... 15 year old Haley lost the braces, found the wonders of a flat iron, but kept the glasses. Breigh and I were the best of friends that year...and in all honesty, have been ever since. We're quite inseparable. 
Colby and I became friends the summer I turned 16. I didn't know he was gay. We were both in our local production of The Music Man, and although we instantly click, we quickly became best friends.
I spent almost every Monday night of my teenage years with my grandma. This will forever be one of my favorite memories of Jr. High & High School. I love my grandma so so much.
I got my first tattoo. It took 7 minutes, and didn't hurt a bit. So for the people that ask me if tattoos actually hurt, I'm the worst person to ask.
I got my license 3 months before turning 19. To say this was an accomplishment would be an understatement. I took the written permit test 9 times before finally passing, and then barely passed with 71 on the driving test. You need a 70 to pass. I got super lucky with that one. 
I went to my senior prom with my best friend. 
I graduated. Breigh and I stayed to go to school in Springfield, Cassie moved to St. Louis to go Lindenwood University & is studying film acting, and Alyssa moved to Kirksville to go to Truman University, where I believe she is pre-med. I'm so proud of my friends. :)
I met some the best women I'll ever know through this blog. I'm so blessed to have such wonderful role models in my life. *love you JanellyBean & Jamie!*
