It's that time of the year again, time to look back on all that occurred; the good, the bad, the whatever...Honestly, this may take me a bit of trouble as nothing too monumental seems to be jumping off the top of mind for the year.
January opened up the new year and I was living with Gary in, what really was, our dream spot for Cali. I remember that first half of the year I struggled to keep my finances afloat because Gary could not keep track of his. Paying for almost the entirety of the rent and add-ons I was forced to take cut-backs in my personal life...drawing out from my stocks, not taking trips like I had planned to do.
But that didn't stop a man that was nearly five-thousand dollars in debt to me. Paying for tanning (in california), private volleyball lessons, wetsuits, flights, amoung other random activities...His frivolous lifestyle and refusal to grow up, take responsibility, and not live the life for more than 2 minutes would ultimately be our dream's demise.
After consulting with our land lord we decided with all the bad events taking place at the condo - management singling us out for any "violation" they could come up with - we had decided to move out in May. Gary for once took initiative and went out looking for apartments for us. He viewed some, reported back to me with eager eyes, but within 24 hours the mood would take a 180. He came back to me telling me he took his old job back, and would be moving back to Indiana.
So all plans were scrapped and I was off to fend for myself. Coincidence or happen chance played a big part and I was able to find a place to live - a coworker had a master bedroom available, with a garage, in a place close to where I first lived out here. Everything fell into place, and I moved out mid-May.
Over the summer, I was able to cross off some things from my bucket list. The San Diego County Fair opened and I was apart of the color detail. This got me free admission for the day and some vendor vouchers. So after the ceremony I left to return in the evening, where I would watch The Beach Boys live in concert. It was a free show, and they still rocked. It was just a cool experience to see people I grew up listening to and watching on Full House.
Right before that though I did see one of my favorite bands of all time (all time) in a very long day up in Anaheim. What started in the morning with free tickets to the Angels Vs White Sox game (that I would scam to upgrade for better seats), would later turn into walking across the street to The Rolling Stones concert in the evening. Of course then and there my luck with scalpers took its first blow. The night would end with going to some random club and 'partying' with the band.
Other events that happened were two trips to the CG in Beverly Hills, the second to correct the first time's deficiency. Saw Ashley Simpson perform in Chicago, also saw Kanye in concert in October, Moving Units and Hypercrush in November.
Made an impromptu trip to Indy in October to watch one of my friends from the Region get married. I had realized I hadn't taken any trips up to that point this year, and I was tired of missing all my friends weddings for whatever lame reason..all that, and the fact I wouldn't be around much longer pushed me to take the trip.
Oh, yeah, I found out in July, confirmed yet not confirmed I would be deploying come next year. Well, it bounced around, the slots were moved, my position from Afghanistan to Kuwait got jumbled around, and even when we thought everything was settled, we found out that the dates of January/February didn't apply to people going to Kuwait...Our date was in November...before Thanksgiving, before the Michigan/OSU game in Ann Arbor..before any holiday....
So once again, November would come to fuck me; this time, it was known in advanced, like knowing when you would be executed.
These details changed everything for me in 2014. I used this an excuse to send the girl that was living with me back to where she came from, and I spent the remainder of my time reclusing. (it's a word, I made it up, deal with it)
So once again, for the fifth time in my life, I packed up everything and put it into storage - though since I never unpacked, it was all still sitting in the garage. The period from September 2012 to May 2013 would be the first time since 2003 that I did not have anything in storage. Less than a year.
My former bedside companion (I really need to get her a name) helped assist me in the moving process, and road with me all the way out to my grandparents, where I would store my car and say my goodbyes after a few days. Then it was up to Chicago, though nothing was planned - i.e. movie, sporting event, anything like that - we were going to just be apart of the city.
The time in the city was wonderful - I think it was the longest time I've spent in the city since 2007. From there it was off to Dallas for a couple days, back to Indy for two more, then over to Cali.
The final days in the states were nothing special. I spent my time off work finishing the last classes I had, and spent many hours in P'Bread completing my last projects for the class. In an odd way, it was like 2009/2010 all over again, but I was ok with that.
The vehicle that I thought propelled love, but only set me back was destroyed...as a symbol of something I'm sure, as it happened on your anniversary.
Mid-November the small group of us deployed to Kuwait, which is where I am now and will be for another year or so. Nothing happens here. We work every day, luckily me and my counterpart only work 8 hour shifts currently...but, it's like Groundhog's Day...same thing, day in, day out.
We went to The Avenues mall in Kuwait City on Thanksgiving, but haven't been back since, even though we tried to organize a trip on Christmas Day to treat ourselves. Made two trips to the Embassy, one of those being tonight, New Year's. It's one of the few places you can drink in this country, since it is a dry country....however that craziness works.
But that was my year. I don't expect much from 2014 either...
"it's not what happened, it's what didn't happen"