Splashing around in a puddle............
I spent the weekend by myself. Glorious solitude. Quiet noise. And two bottles of wine.
Work is slow and boring. That's all.
I'm planning a trip to Kentucky in two weeks. Going to visit my Mom. My best friend and my worst enemy. Go figure.
And I hate to wallow in self-pity, but I have to say I made a very sad revelation. I have no friends. I work too much and value my family so much, I have forgotten to have friends. Huh. "We" have friends, for any of you married people, you understand. The friends you make together, get together with on occasion and barbecue, let your children play together. It's odd how everything seems so clear sometimes, and the other times you can barely see the future. I am such a dork.
I tripped and fell off my porch yesterday. Yeah. It hurt and it was funny as hell. I was laughing by myself, and I can imagine that I looked like a stark raving mad lunatic to the passer-by. But it was funny. Have a small but painful bruise I can't stop poking.
Work is slow and boring. That's all.
I'm planning a trip to Kentucky in two weeks. Going to visit my Mom. My best friend and my worst enemy. Go figure.
And I hate to wallow in self-pity, but I have to say I made a very sad revelation. I have no friends. I work too much and value my family so much, I have forgotten to have friends. Huh. "We" have friends, for any of you married people, you understand. The friends you make together, get together with on occasion and barbecue, let your children play together. It's odd how everything seems so clear sometimes, and the other times you can barely see the future. I am such a dork.
I tripped and fell off my porch yesterday. Yeah. It hurt and it was funny as hell. I was laughing by myself, and I can imagine that I looked like a stark raving mad lunatic to the passer-by. But it was funny. Have a small but painful bruise I can't stop poking.