Stuff..

Jan 11, 2007 11:56

I really don't know where to start...I could never keep a diary let alone a journal growing up...it would be cool for a little but then there would have to be time made in order to go back to it...and for those of you that know me...I have too much other stuff going on to sit down and write, let alone write without babbling..and I LOVE TO BABBLE!..

Anyways, a few observations (not in order of course, just what comes to mind first):

MOVING WEST: I thought, UGH!!! but you know what? It is awesome when you can turn down the street that you live on and it brings you back to when you were a kid...walking down the street (when it's dark no less) with no fear - well there will always be something there that will make you turn around..but you know what I mean. When you can sleep and it's quiet, the only noise you hear is the whistle of a far off train or a plane going overhead. You can open your windows, blinds and curtains whenever you want...especially in the morning so you can bring in the natural light...I'm telling you it's awesome...I don't even mind that I have to take a bus to the Metra (which is far more superior than the CTA) and then take another bus to get to work. My kids are happy; My husband is happy; I'm happy, that in it self is quite a miracle.

SCHOOL: Although..I'm glad I went back to school..and this time I've actually made it farther than the previous attempt, I am second guessing my self to no end...
Will I pass?...Can we make it with me both working and going to school? I love my daughter but doesn't she need both her parents? Is it a good time? Is it ever a good time to go back? And oh my lord...Homework...when do I have time to study let alone go on an date with Bill...man I miss him...not that I don't see him on a daily basis...just him..talking, laughing you know like normal people..

OK I can't do this right now...just getting emotional writing about it...maybe that's a clue that I should talk more....nah....people would think that I have been switched...

Maybe I write again...who knows...

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