Trying to be Upbeat

There is nothing terrible new to report here. I have been working on my quilt. It is about half way done. I say that but knowing and knowing that I have never made one before by hand I'm sure that I'm not even close to being done with it. Whatever, I'm learning that these things take time. I hate cutting which is what I'm doing now though or did most of yesterday. I figured if I do all of one thing and then all of another that is goes pretty fast. Anyways, like I said nothing really new to report
I applied at the commissary for a job in scanning. Getting ready to go and yell at them as they have not written me my email yet to say, hey do you want us to come and suck the life out of you for the next 2 years or so. Just keep telling myself that "this is only temporary, you aren't going to do this for the rest of your life."
My allergies are killing me. I'm ready to dagger out my eyes, cut off my nose, and glue sandpaper to a stick and put it down my throat to scratch it. I hate it. Not sure if it is the dogs or just that spring is finally rolling around over here. I have to drive an hour to get my meds too. Our base is so small that they don't have a pharmacy here and oh yeah, I've had to wait 2 days to get these meds. as well.
I really should stop complaining. I feel like I'm turning into one of those women that I don't like to hang out with cause they're always whining about something. Life isn't all that bad. Okay, so trying to be more upbeat. Anyways, I'm off to get dressed and start my journey to RAF Croughton. It'll be nice to get away for a while, even if it is only to get medicine.