Pretty Hum Drum Kinda Day

Dustyn is back at work these days.  He finally has an "office".  We spent much of yesterday working to get his office organized.  This included him sorting through four boxes labeled "Dustyn's wires".  He is a bit of a fanatic when it comes to household wires; these include anything pertaining to electronics, extension cords, wall sockets (the plugs that take you from two outlets to six!), etc.  It was quite a feat, but we did indeed narrow down the selection to a mere box.

There are a couple of things we're having to adjust to here in California.

1. The streets are just completely different.  There's an exit in Austin off Mopac called Windsor.  I refused to take this exit because it was confusing, made you turn in a big circle, and overall frustrated me.  Well, all of the exits seem to be just like that here in San Diego.  It's really interesting.  God has a sense of humor, doesn't he?  
   
2. Get ready, ladies... There's a two story Target.  Can you imagine the Day After Thanksgiving Shopping there?!  It's incredible because there's a little escalator made specifically for your shopping cart.  How original!  Overall, the Target is pretty ordinary, but I was sooo confused when I went there the first time (and Dustyn wasn't with me).  I had to ask a poor lady what in the world the second floor was for.  
3. The temperature is altogether completely different.  Yes, it's cooler and not nearly as humid, but nobody uses their air conditioner here.  We were told to expect all of our bills to total around $30 when we visited SD in May, but oh no... of course the kids from Texas would get a $70 electric bill for 11 days of service.  We're having to adjust to not depending on the air conditioner so much.  We've bought little fans (we have one in our bedroom) and have them throughout the apartment to help circulate air, and it's not so bad.  We'll just chalk up the electric bill to a learning experience and the fact that we were all hot and nasty moving all of our things into this third floor apartment.
4. We've never gone over on our cell phone minutes before.  Typically, we have rollover minutes.  That is until... you move out of Texas.  Our cell phone bill for last month was $373.  Yes, that's right.  We nearly doubled the amount of minutes we were allotted to use.  The poor lady at AT&T had a good chuckle when I called to inquire about a few things today when she looked at how far we'd gone over our minutes.  The lesson learned here is this: 1-800 numbers are not free when you use a cell phone.  Even silly AT&T provides a 1-800 number for you to contact them, but don't use it!  Call 611 if you are an AT&T customer and then it's a free call.  Also, every single time you check a voicemail, you're being charged.  It counts against your minutes.  And, if you are on the phone with someone and another call beeps in, you are being charged double the minutes.  The lady was extremely informative and super nice (she gave us 1000 free rollover minutes to make it through July since we were near our cut off, again).

Other than all of these "lessons learned", things are going pretty swell.  I start work in 6 days.  I'm pretty nervous about it, but I think I'll be okay.  I am praying that there are people at Gensler in need of a friend because I'm ready to meet new people and make some friends.  :)  I love Dustyn so incredibly much, but I'm sure he would prefer not to have to go "work clothes shopping" with me anymore.  Poor man.