Fuckin Perfact
Summary
My name is Summer, I moved to California for a new life. I worked at Petco in Texas so I transferred to the one in O.C.! I was promoted to manager and was told I could choose any store I wanted and I chose that one.
The move there was either fly and start completely over or have a road trip with my really good friend Retta so she could help move some of the stuff I still wanted to keep. Needless to say after much groveling and begging Retta's husband agreed to let her go, even knowing she would be gone for at least a week. So with the U-Haul packed and snacks in the truck we were ready to go within 2 days.
The road trip was epic, we stopped here and there to take silly pictures of us at signs in certain towns through Texas (Retta never travels much so this is a BIG deal for her). As soon as we hit New Mexico we decided to rent a room for the night and do a little sight seeing while there was still some day light left.
"Hey Summer take a picture of me next to this sign", said Retta. "Again?" asked Summer. "Cut me some slack dammit you know I never fucking leave the house."
The thing you have to remember about Retta is she has a very foul mouth, don't get me wrong I do too, but her's could make a sailor blush.
After sight seeing we decided to go and get some dinner and take it to the room for night so we could eat and then sleep. When you plan on travelling you have to be prepared to wake up at the butt crack of dawn to get going and try your best to beat ANY kind of traffic that might be coming.
I didn't sleep much considering how nervous but excited I was about moving to California. I keep telling myself I know I'm making the right choice and I have my friends and family supporting my decision. It feels right and it sounds right, so why do I keep getting this feeling that it's not going to be as easy and smooth as I want it to be?
We get up bright and early and grab junk food for breakfast. Retta opted out on eating and just grabbed a soda since she decided to take first shift in driving this morning.
Oh I can't stop thinking about how much I'm going to miss those late nights at Retta's and her cooking and making me birthday cakes. Her awesome kids who were sweet and loud (just like her). I have her here with me now and I am going to make this the best road trip she has ever had before she flies back home.
The move there was either fly and start completely over or have a road trip with my really good friend Retta so she could help move some of the stuff I still wanted to keep. Needless to say after much groveling and begging Retta's husband agreed to let her go, even knowing she would be gone for at least a week. So with the U-Haul packed and snacks in the truck we were ready to go within 2 days.
The road trip was epic, we stopped here and there to take silly pictures of us at signs in certain towns through Texas (Retta never travels much so this is a BIG deal for her). As soon as we hit New Mexico we decided to rent a room for the night and do a little sight seeing while there was still some day light left.
"Hey Summer take a picture of me next to this sign", said Retta. "Again?" asked Summer. "Cut me some slack dammit you know I never fucking leave the house."
The thing you have to remember about Retta is she has a very foul mouth, don't get me wrong I do too, but her's could make a sailor blush.
After sight seeing we decided to go and get some dinner and take it to the room for night so we could eat and then sleep. When you plan on travelling you have to be prepared to wake up at the butt crack of dawn to get going and try your best to beat ANY kind of traffic that might be coming.
I didn't sleep much considering how nervous but excited I was about moving to California. I keep telling myself I know I'm making the right choice and I have my friends and family supporting my decision. It feels right and it sounds right, so why do I keep getting this feeling that it's not going to be as easy and smooth as I want it to be?
We get up bright and early and grab junk food for breakfast. Retta opted out on eating and just grabbed a soda since she decided to take first shift in driving this morning.
Oh I can't stop thinking about how much I'm going to miss those late nights at Retta's and her cooking and making me birthday cakes. Her awesome kids who were sweet and loud (just like her). I have her here with me now and I am going to make this the best road trip she has ever had before she flies back home.
Characters
Arin
Brian
Johnny
Matt
Summer
7/27/13