I had this big long entry written out about the shit I dealt with throughout 2014. But you know what? Who fucking cares. What matters is I have a roof over my head, the best boyfriend I could hope for, and a camera.
I have some really exciting things coming up with my photography. I am kinda bursting with how proud of myself I am and how fucking cool these upcoming projects are. But, as always, I take it with a grain of salt until it happens.
As always, I'm more active on Instagram than here. My username is @parrty
When Dom and I were first deciding to move up to Humboldt, everyone told me that it was kind of the "make it or break it" point in a relationship, meaning if we could survive a move together, we'd be fine. I didn't really felt like that applied to us because of our previous living situation (which sounds super complicated but it's not. Basically, we both lived with our parents whose houses are on the same street and both his and my parents divorced around time. Our moms are friends so Dom's mom moved in, followed by Dom).
But I'm convinced if we can make it through everything we've been through in the past few months, we're golden.
We are still working with police. Yesterday we positively identified the guy and his girlfriend in some ATM photos that the police showed us. The cop said they'll be putting a warrant out for both of their arrests with multiple felony charges. The guy and his girlfriend deposited the check less than an hour after we wrote it and closed the account a week later, and have been evicted from the house. Dom and I have let that $3675 go and don't expect to ever see it again. We've let go of it. The cop said the actual houseowner has been super helpful in giving him all the info he needs on the couple. The cop said he talked to the girlfriend's dad, haha.
We got some help from Dom's grandparents and are no longer living off Dollar Tree flank steaks and fake shredded cheese that won't even melt. Dom was on spring break this past week so we drove to Redding with the intention of staying the night until we realized we hate it. Then Dom was trying to take a picture on the Sun Dial Bridge, leaned over the side and his iPhone fell out of his shirt pocket. Aghhh haha. It was right on the shore, a heavenly mix of "it smashed on the rocks THEN fell in the water". Luckily, we can now pay the $200 insurance deductable for a new one.
I'm just so so so so so grateful for Dom's secret rich grandparents. We're not gonna be homeless!
Thanks for your comments, by the way. They put a big smile on my face. I know not many people use LJ anymore so it means a lot that you guys read my babbling bullshit, haha