sane sane sane sane
It’s just one of those days where you feel overly emotional, over dramatic, overly tired, overly frustrated, overly short with people and you just want to slap yourself in the face :::mental picture::: ::laughter:: that was positively funny to imagine. Pm would def. stare at me then.
So boy leaves in exactly 13 days. Can you say…sad? This is what I am. How can I positively enjoy the last few hours with him knowing he’ll be gone for so long. 6 months-then back for just a couple days for his sisters wedding then another 4 months…can someone tell me I can stay sane? Sane sane sane sane. I can do this.
His parents asked his if we were getting married…I suppose it seems kind of odd…I have his bed, fridge, car, and their families basement couch-this probably does look rather odd… Not yet I say… maybe in a couple years.
chickmunk...my megan…you’re leaving me too! Where is the world going to these days?!
Reviewed my budget today…very bad shape with all that I have budgeted. I need to learn to live more frugally.