The Michael Swayne Story V: King of his Castle

I wish that I would remember to write down what I dream about. I had a really neat dream today while I was napping, but now I can't remember any of it other than I really liked it. The same thing happened with what I was dreaming about last night as well.

I arrived at the office at 5:42am. I folded all of the newspapers before starting the actual delivering because I wanted to see how many I could fit in the basket. The amount is about 150 12-page papers. I didn't count them out, but I know it was roughly 1.5 bundles of papers. I had another 300 or so in my backpack, so I was pretty much set.

During the first shift, I delivered to the North side of town. I got a "Nice legs" compliment while riding. This time from a woman. Normally it's just guys.

The second shift I delivered to the South side of town. Nothing special there.

The third shift was the business route. I was half finished when I hit a bump and an explosion of newspapers occurred. Which resulted in a random dog barking that I could not locate to try and quiet it.

On the way home, I put my new bungee straps to use by holding the newspapers that I'd be taking to Sinking Spring. Again, I hit a bump and papers went all over the road. Not fun for me, because I was on the highway.

And that was my route.

I have already told you of my plan to buy this house out from under my Dad. Well, I go to give the first payment check to my Uncle. He goes into a grouchy mood as I am handing him the check and says that he's just going to sell the house. I was upset at this. He won't accept my money. It's not too often that someone just hands someone a check. So before I left Grandma's, I told her to throw it away for me. I am not going to use it. I had already written the money as gone anyway. Whether or not he accepted it after I left (because Grandma isn't the type to throw it away, she will try and talk him into taking it) I don't know. I guess I will find out when I either make my next deposit or receive my statement (whichever comes first).

So, right now, I have no idea what's going to happen. Dad tried to make me feel better when he visited. He failed. After all, in everyone other than the people who read this's eyes, I am trying to help support my father. If Dad wasn't such a screw up, then none of this would've happened. Instead of trying to make me feel better with a weak "I appreciate you trying to help", he should be doing the fatherly thing and trying to keep the house.

Anyway...

After I got home, I didn't do much. I took a nap until I realized while dreaming that I was sweating a lot. It was a really good dream, too! After that, I uploaded another video to my YouTube channel.



And then I just watched a bunch of YouTube videos. I tutored Joey this evening. We worked on spelling today. Next week I am planning to help handwriting and speech. It was too hot to do much else. I just asked my brother why we were using fans when we can afford to use the air conditioning. Last year when it was hot I would use bowls of cold water because I couldn't even afford to use a fan. Now I am making more and my brother is here to help out as well.

Tomorrow I am delivering in Sinking Spring. Other than that, I have a story I need to write for a contest, and more videos to record, and Final Fantasy XIII to finish, and Final Fantasy XIII-2 to start and finish before midnight tomorrow for the Raptr contest (I have given up on this one because I don't think I could ever finish a RPG in one day). Other than all that, I have no plans.

Well, that's all for now. I hope to see you around the forums, and until then...

Later!

Michael