*siiiiiigh*
Today was the day I got my taxes prepared for me. I got this service for free from a volunteer at the Senior Center, but I hated that I also got free advice. The lady felt that it was alright to chastize me for leaving my parents, leaving a good school, and moving in with Adam. All things that of course she needed to know. And when she asked, I didn't consider saying anything falsely so she would leave me alone. It just didn't occur to me. And I was upset by her in the slightest bit because yes, I feel bad for leaving my parents, and I feel bad that it's not really the Christian thing to do to be moving in with him. And damn it, I miss my mother.
I talked to my mother again today. Even though we both feel hurt by the current situation, we still easily talk about what's going on in our lives. I told her about our apartment that we're getting ready to apply for and how we're excited because it's a gas range and she noted that it's larger than the first place she and Dad lived together in. Much larger. She told me the dogs' flea and tick medication isn't working. they're getting them everywhere. She said that the UPS guy came this morning and that she had to save him from being bombarded by dogs. Ryan's doing baseball things as usual. Dad, still brewing beer.
Not much has changed except that Mom said she's considering just giving up on music because whenever she's listening on her way to work (about a half-an-hour drive) and on the way home, she feels like crying, and often does because she misses me and she's still hurting.
I told her about the other night with Grandma and tears just spilling out because I missed her. I let her know everything she needed to know about the things going on with Adam and I and I'm comfortable with that.
My psoriasis is getting better. I've been sunning almost daily, and my other treatments as well. And I'm about to start walking again because I've become discontent with my weight, even though I found that I haven't gained any.
That's about all for today.
~Megan
I talked to my mother again today. Even though we both feel hurt by the current situation, we still easily talk about what's going on in our lives. I told her about our apartment that we're getting ready to apply for and how we're excited because it's a gas range and she noted that it's larger than the first place she and Dad lived together in. Much larger. She told me the dogs' flea and tick medication isn't working. they're getting them everywhere. She said that the UPS guy came this morning and that she had to save him from being bombarded by dogs. Ryan's doing baseball things as usual. Dad, still brewing beer.
Not much has changed except that Mom said she's considering just giving up on music because whenever she's listening on her way to work (about a half-an-hour drive) and on the way home, she feels like crying, and often does because she misses me and she's still hurting.
I told her about the other night with Grandma and tears just spilling out because I missed her. I let her know everything she needed to know about the things going on with Adam and I and I'm comfortable with that.
My psoriasis is getting better. I've been sunning almost daily, and my other treatments as well. And I'm about to start walking again because I've become discontent with my weight, even though I found that I haven't gained any.
That's about all for today.
~Megan