So, I have not written anything in a blog for a long time, but now I have a good reason to.
The day is Wednesday, May 30, 2007 and it starts at around 6:00ish with me waking up.
Today was one of the worst and best days of my life that I can remember. I’ll get to the best part later, but to understand how it all works out, you need to hear my bad day first. To compare, I don’t mean to say that nine eleven was a good day, but what I mean is that it is the context that matters. The day the trade centers fell was a horrible day, nationally, where my bad day was a bad day for just Jacob, but comparable none the less.
Now that people everywhere may understand how bad my day was, I will elaborate and explain in full. I started it by going to school for half an hour to take a quiz about sailing. Yes it was easy and about sailing, but a quiz is a quiz, so it sucked. After the quiz, I had to leave for work (for which I am a lifeguard at the Waterpark of America at the Grand Lodge). Today was the day that I had to become certified in the new Red Cross Lifeguarding skills. What that means is that I had to sit in a room for 4 hours, and swim a lot, then I had to drive to a separate waterpark, the Grand Rios, that I DO NOT WORK AT and complete skills for another 4 hours in cold water that are only needed for pools deeper than 6 feet. The deepest that any of the pools at the Waterpark of America are, is 5 feet. So tell me why we needed to be certified for that if it doesn’t even apply to me. I basically wasted 4 hours getting certified for something that I will never need. And doing all this made me more dead tired than a pack of toothless piranhas trying to eat a metal cow. Tiring and hurtful.
Oh well, just some skin off my back (more like shin, I hurt myself) as they say.
That was the very bad part of my day, and to add on to it, it started raining, which does not make for getting back home any easier. I love the rain, but not when it interferes with me and my place of sleep. Oh, and did I mention that I did not get a single cent for doing this work in-service. Yes it was horrible, but at least they could pay me for the trouble.
Moving on.
I finally arrived home at around 7:00pm, give or take 30 seconds, and was ready to just let it all sink in, when before I entered into my house from the garage, I found something. Now me being tired and ready to die, I just barely noticed it, but I saw this note taped onto the door into my house. It was a post-it note that is shaped like a green leaf and had written on it “follow my signs”. I thought to myself, what is this thing on the door, and I do not know the writing style. I entered the house and my whole family was in the main entry, most likely waiting for me to get home. The first thing that my mom said is, “Did you find it, the paper on the door!” I told her I did and I asked her if she wrote it or if anyone in the family wrote it as a prank. They all said no and just told me to do what it said.
I started to follow the trail of green leafed post-it notes around the corner, and up the stairs. They continued into the upstairs hall and into my room. They went onto my desk and ended in the middle of my desk where I found another surprise.
This was a fish bowl that contained hundreds of goldfish, and by goldfish I mean the baked crackers. All of the goldfish were the normal orange, except for one green goldfish in the center of them all on top. On the bowl there was another green note that said “There are so many fish in the sea. But you’re the only one for me. Look at bottom of bowl”.
Let’s just take this out of reality and put this in Jacob’s head for a second. I was literally, and in the whole sense of the word, speechless and at a loss for anything even remotely rational. I was lucky that I was still breathing at this point, because all mental activity had stopped and I was running on autopilot. All I could think about at this point was what is the, who would, and why…what did I do?
So, I did what any brain dead, autopiloted man could do, I dove in to look for something at the bottom of the bowl. I saw that it was the last piece of green paper, but for the life of me, I kept on losing it in the sea of goldfish. It probably took me at least a minute to get a piece of paper the size of a business card out from a fish bowl the size of a soccer ball. That is kind of sad considering the size ratios, but you have to remember that at the time I was an autopiloted, brain dead man with no hope of rational thought.
At last I retrieved the piece of paper and on it read “Will you go out with me?” There is only one person that this could be from and right as the name Jenna popped into my head, my brain started back up at FULL THROTTLE!!! Holy Mother of God, Jenna just asked me out!!! We are official!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You can now see how this not only canceled out the bad part of my day, but made it a thousand times better. I am so high on life right now that nothing could get me down.
I must end this letter by saying that Jenna is amazing, and oh so creative. I am one lucky son of a gun to have ever got to spend even a minute with her. And now, it looks like we can spend even more time together. No girl has ever done anything for me before, and that makes this even more special. I could go on and spend another few pages talking about how great Jenna is, but I think that I will just have to tell her in person. Night all!!!
