gbay

Okay, so one more time now.

They are deploying him.

For six months, starting soon.

Somewhere safe.

I'm going home.

I'm going to school.

I found out yesterday, and signed up for my classes.

I printed out my change of name form (UNR is the only place that still has me under the name Bradley), and my Change of Major form. I have to take them to Admissions and Records first thing when I get home.

I'm taking Math, History of Nevada, Core Humanities and two Anthropology courses. One of them is with my favorite professor of all time. I can't wait. He cusses in lecture. A lot.

I called my mom, and she and my dad want me back more than ever. I haven't talked to my little cousin yet, but I'm sure he's excited.

My Papa is ecstatic. He said he would tutor me in math, on the Saturdays that I spend all day over there anyway. He said he would help me pay for my ticket.

I hope my cat gets along with my moms dogs, or else she will be trapped in my room all day or evicted to the garage like the rest of the cats. It's not animal cruelty, I promise. It's a clean garage, and we leave the side door open so that they can lay under the bushes in the front yard.

But my mom said not to worry. We will work everything out.

I can maybe even go back to my old job at the Walrus.

I would love that.

I'm going to miss my husband. But I am trying to stay positive.

-Shebay