Rain, rain, go away, rain on my car another day.

So.

Story of my life is that my car has now been rained on [meaning the INSIDE] three times in the last week. Because, I, Sarah Countryman, cannot seem to close my windows. EVER. Of course there is that small problem with where I don't have AC, and if I close my windows my car becomes like a sauna. It's pretty terrible. But, anyway, because I never close my windows, my poor car has near flood damage, now. Well, I suppose it's not that bad, but still. I had to go and buy that resolve carpet cleaner stuff, so that I can clean my seats... that way they don't start growing mildew or anything gross like that.

Oh, that reminds me, I should clean my car out before Chels, Jordan, and I go to Chattanooga on the 9th. [I can see Chelsea reading this thinking, "Yeah, like that's ACTUALLY going to happen." Hey, you never know].

But, yesterday turned out to be a grand day. Really. I got a massage, that was AMAZING, and then Christy and I hung out yesterday afternoon, and had a really good time. We went to the antique mall, though, and I thought I was going to die of heat stroke. It was so hot in there. I don't know how she deals with the heat so well, because she was fine the whole time.

Is there like an intermission for blog posts where you change the subject completely?

My mom starts school tomorrow, and that makes me sick for her. God, I can't even remember what it was like to start that early, even though I know I did it for three years. I am so happy I'm not in high school anymore. As much as I say I don't want to be in college, it's completely better than high school.

So, I'm still reading Catcher in the Rye. I don't really know why it's taking me so long. I am nearly done though. Sometimes I think I read too much. Too many books at one time. But then I look at my father. Shoot, that man reads more than anyone. My mom has been packing the books for this move, and there are 43 boxes of just Irish books, plus I'm pretty sure that she's packed at least that many boxes, if not more of the rest of the books in the house. It's pretty insane. Oh, and I just love the part where I get stuck with it all when he leaves this world. Anyone know a good library that wants a bunch of Irish books?

I haven't started packing my room yet, but I think I'll get started tomorrow. I'm going to start with the books, and then move on to the winter clothes. Hopefully, I can get rid of a lot of stuff, you know, Goodwill and all that. Although, we are having a yardsale on the 16th, so maybe I can sell it and get some money, which is always nice. I really wish I knew if I was going to be on campus, because then I could pack accordingly.

I don't really have much else to say. I'm a boring person, really. I mean, maybe not, but I guess I don't have too much to say. Maybe someone could give me an idea about what to write about, you know? Anything, here people.

Anyway, out. Love love.

SAC.