Beating the clock

This place is awfully cold for a desert!

And it’s way too far away from the woman i love!

I wonder if Savannah is just supposed to be burning.

Honestly the most well known music or sound in Savannah is the fire engine siren.

And it’s history from what I know is just filled with fire.

And so our adventure begins!!!!!

It’s almost vacation time and I could not be more stoked.

And if it wasn’t for the lovely lady who said Yes (to like the most important question ever) I probably wouldn’t even be going, so I want to thank her yet again for being awesome.

Thank you Shawna for being awesome :)

Today shouldn’t be taking so long though. I’ve got packing to do!!

So I started a new one!

And I haven’t written in a while that’s true, and a lot has happened.

The first and most important thing is that I proposed to Shawna! And she said yes!! Like a boss!!

Honestly that makes everything else pale in comparison don’t you think. I’ve also agreed to stay in the army, in exchange for being stationed in lovely Washington state.

I’m super psyched about that too, I’ve always wanted to go to the pacific northwest and this is the best way to see it for me right now.

Surrounded by national parks, with the woman I love, it’s going to be excellent.

We are on our way to the gourmet Parker’s downtown, and we just saw some young ladies that looked like hookers. Hello savannah on a Sunday!!

Now Joe, Joe seemed to know right off the bat that we had questions.

And he had answers.

The idea is to build a short set of steps off the new French doors at the house my girlfriend shares with Ed sister. This project was contemplated by us, and we are all three pretty smart. Big brains all around.

We found out we may not be carpenters.

And that’s okay because Joe walked us through every step. Even if we weren’t working as he said “in an ideal world” which Shawna quickly reassured him we were. He was exceedingly helpful, even if it felt like we were getting a class from a high school shop teacher.

And just when we thought we were done, we had gone to another aisle even, and Joe once again appeared to help us out.

So here’s to Joe. Thanks man.