And so, with another stretch of work in the books, in what felt like an eternity, even though it was only for the past month, I find myself back on vacation once more. Only this time, it's step 2 of this whole wedding process as my wife and I set sail on our honeymoon cruise tomorrow. In my first marriage, we never had a honeymoon, as a matter of fact, the day after, I was shipped off to Camp Lejune, North Carolina for a training mission, where I spent a couple weeks there. So to have a proper one this time around, with the RIGHT person this time, feels pretty good. We'll be hitting the Bahamas sometime during our cruise, and other places I can't quite recall right now. My goal is to pretty much eat as much as possible in those four days. And if anyone knows me well enough, they know that Scotty likes his eatin' lol.
I've pretty much decided that March 28, 2014 will be my last day working at my grocery store. My entire department, hell, my entire store and I have been through so much that enough is enough. I've been busting my hump for the past 6 years, and it honestly feels that I have accomplished nothing. Sure I've been given raise after raise left and right, when the truth is I should have been moved up through the ranks. I feel in my heart that there are a lot of things that go on with my company that are just simply wrong, and I was consumed with the goal of being promoted through the years to the point that I can right those wrongs, and make things better, not only for my store, but for the company in general. I've always been content to just say, "I'll just bust my ass, and let the hard work speak for itself." And I've become the most improved, fastest, hardest working associate in my department. But as a whole, it's gotten me nothing. And there's one thing that I refuse to do no matter what, is play politics. I'm not an asskisser, I don't play games. I never have, and I am never going to. So...in that case, my lease ends next May, I believe, and a month before I will quit my job. To pack this place up, to move to wherever the hell it is we're moving to, and that will be it.
In my last blog, I touched upon meeting for the first time, a family I never really had before...
...As a disclaimer, I will say that the family I grew up with, all facets of it, mean the world to me, and they always will.
What I'm talking about is a set of siblings, as well as my biological father. These people took me and my wife under their wing without so much as a hitch, and with wide open arms. Of my siblings, I feel that I've been drawn the most to my sister, Stacy. She was the first of the three that I got to speak to, and the first one that I had the chance to meet: last year, a couple of days after I proposed to Heather. Her husband, and her three children, have really taken to us as well, much to the point of surprise, and believe me, kiddies, nothing really surprises me anymore. They have all been extremely good to us, and she and her family have gone out of their way to make me feel welcome into the family. And it falls into my direction, as well. When we first started talking back in 2011, I pretty much took her in and accepted her as my sister as if nothing happened. For me, it was immediate. And I was instantly happy that I had. I know that we are technically half siblings, but I don't see it that way. I feel in my heart that once you're family, you're family for life, no matter what. I've always had one major regret in my life, and it's that I never was able to gather up the courage to approach Stacy while we were both still in high school, 17 years ago. If I had, we would have forged that long-fabled brother/sister bond long before we have now. You know what they say though, the past is the past, and it's the new memories that we can make that matter to all of us the most.
I think that's pretty much it this time around. No reviews, just a couple videos, a little rambling. Pretty straightforward this time around. See ya after the cruise.
Miller
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