Countdown to Greens at Nutters Chapel

I'm sitting here, staring at the wall opposite of my desk where I have two giant calendars, and I just realized that time has turned into an illusive little devil. I want to reach out, grab time by the neck, and hold it down so that it can't go anywhere for a while. Or maybe break one of his legs so that he can't move so fast. Wasn't it summer just last month? Did we not celebrate Halloween last week? What happened to the years that we would stare at the calendar for what seemed like years and only a month would pass by? Now, it seems like months go by like hours and days move along like minutes.

I'm supposed to move to Arkansas in about 5 weeks (REALLY?!?), and the more I travel to Conway, the more I realize that it's very similar to Lubbock. It's approximately 5 hours away from everything, and there really isn't much to do. To many, this would seem like a problem, but I really don't think it's going to bother me too much. I'm super bummed about having to leave my friends, but I'm equally excited to start my new job.

Driving doesn't bother me, so distance from friends and family is no problem. My apartment complex has enough amenities to keep me busy during the evenings. The complex sits on a brand new golf course (which cost me nothing to play!), the gym looks like a fitness club, the pool is huge (sauna and jacuzzi included), and the view from my balcony is breathtaking. Anyways, I've never really been one to just sit around and mope about not knowing anyone, and I am pretty easy to please so entertainment is the least of my worries.

HOWEVER, once again, I am being shipped away to yet another town that does not have a JACK IN THE BOX! First Lubbock, then Oklahoma City, and now Conway; why must this world be so cruel???