disappointing

Monday, Jul. 16, 2007 | 9:56 PM

i have been in just a terrible mood today, and i don't know why. i don't know what's wrong with me. there's just been so much tension today.

i guess i should start off by saying that bryce and i found a site with pictures of that house in eagle creek last night. or i guess i should say he found it. i looked at all the pictures, and it looked really nice. i got very excited about it.

my dad called them today about it. she said she was gonna be out there around 6:30, showing it to some other people, so if we made it out there at that time we could look inside. so i wanted to get there around that time, so that i could see inside, and also see our competition.

the problem was that my dad had talked to a lady the day before about the bunnies i'm selling. she was to come out today, after six. my dad tried calling over there, wanting to see if maybe she could come over earlier. then we could just sell her the rabbit, then go to the barn to take care of paloma, and then make it out to eagle creek by 6:30. she wasn't home though, and according to her boyfriend, didn't have a cell phone.

so we went ahead and went to the barn. we were rushed and had to hurry a lot, and it made things kinda stressful. my mom also had to stop at some place, which annoyed me because i wanted to be home in time to meet the bunny lady.

we made it home before six, though, and then we waited. and waited. and waited and waited and waited. this also was stressful and tension filled. we wanted to get going. she finally showed up, around 6:40. she picked out a bunny, and then we left for eagle creek.

the drive sucked. we argued and were all in a bad mood. i was excited when we got there, though, seeing that it was in fact the same house as in the pictures. we also saw that someone was still there, with their car parked in the driveway.

we got out and looked around the yard. this is when we saw the um... power thingy. there was like one of those big metal, well, power thingies. i don't know what else to call it. it was like one of these. it was almost right next to the house.

according to my dad, those things cause cancer.

i was like, "everything causes cancer."

but i guess this thing was enough to make him not want to live there. i was very disappointed. i didn't evan want to go inside. we just left.

one thing i liked about the house was that it was covered with trees. there is something nice about fewer trees, though. of course, even in a place where there are fewer trees, there's still a lot. because, you know, it's oregon. well northwest oregon. i hear that much of the east is all deserty.

but the nice thing is that it's easier to see the sunset. as we drove home, through the farmland of boring and gresham and stuff, the sun was setting over the fields. the light was rich with warm colors and glowed over the golden land... it was beautiful.

i envy those people who have many acres of land, with horses and cows and stuff grazing in the fields. they have houses that are five times bigger than mine. it's just not fair. i am excited about a third of an acre. it's normal life for them to have several acres.

sigh.

but all that really matters, is that God is holy, holy, holy
all heaven cries holy, holy God...

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