Theresa and I are officially engaged. It happened last Saturday while we were up north. Now everything is jumping to a start. Theresa has already been out dress shopping. Our flowers are already picked out, I think. So yeah, now it all starts…

There seems to be a shortage of motivation on my part. I guess I really should get in the shower so I can go to work.

So with this being my first day working first shift I’m already awake. I ended up going to bed real early, a little after 8p I think. I woke up around midnight. I do not have to be up until 4.30a. I might run down to the Cascade store to see Lanete.

Not really knowing what time it was I woke up, showered, grabbed my things and came downstairs. Come to find out, it is butt ass early in the morning. So now I’m the only one up. This is a great time for me to catch up on the news. The lodge does have a dish, however the only news channel they get are the two CNN’s. No Fox News or MSNBC. So I guess that I’ll just have to deal with the CNN news for now. Something is better then nothing.

There have been two different things that have been bothering me for some time now. Well, not really bothering me as much as nagging at me. These would be things that I really would like to share with the public, but not really. Maybe my family would like to know. Maybe they would not. Of course I would not want to drive them away.

One of these things will be evident after this weekend. There is just no way around it. The other thing will not be so up front and clear. I would also hate to have to name any other names in this. I am positive that he would not be thrilled if I ran out telling everyone. However there might just be a way for me to inform people without damaging the reputation of others or what others think of me.

Well of course this is going to change what people think of me. I guess I would not want it to affect anything real bad. Then again if I do not what to change what people think of me I could just keep my mouth shut. But you all know me, I have to let everyone know what is going on in my life. I hate being like that. Every little thing does not have to be in the public eye. I can just hear it now, ‘Is this just for the attention?’ I could see how people would think this. I know that in the past I have made stories up just so my friends would pay attention to me at school. However I know this is not just for the public eye.

Well you know what I’m just going to shut my face and be quite now. If I were to keep up on this I would have to stare naming names and saying things that I am not ready to say.

So here I am sitting awake. I am so tired right now, however I cannot sleep.

On Thursday we, Theresa and I, drove up to my grandfather’s cabin. We stayed there one night, no Brooke there was not very much naughtiness at all. Today we finished the trip up to where I am tonight. This lodge is in the middle of nowhere. The couple that run this bed and breakfast tell us that this town is now an official ghost town.

There used to be a huge golf course, pool, and a few restaurants. Now there are only a few houses, some cabins, this lodge and one other. Next door there is the long forgotten general store, a fire barn that has the word ‘Museum’ painted on it. Some how that does not make me feel very fire safe right now. Oh and an antiques store is right across the way. I cannot understand how someone could make a living up here; unless of course you rake in the cash during the summer tourist season. I am not sure if there would be much demand for something like this during the winter months. Heck, the antiques shop is only open from May 1 to October 31.

Theresa and I might end up looking for houses up in the Cadillac area. There is a Meijer up there just in case I cannot find a better job. She also thinks there might be a JC Penny’s up there so Theresa could work in a store if she needed to. If we could find the right house there is a good possibility of doing this. I would look on the internet to what houses and property taxes ran over there, however I do not have any access up here. I did notice that there is a computer that belongs to the owners down in the kitchen that had outlook open. So they are hooked up to at least dial up I think. Maybe tomorrow I’ll ask real nice to use the phone cord. That way I could post this a day late instead of Sunday night or Monday afternoon.

Maybe I’ll just die.