moving

Feb 11, 2009 22:33

The walls here are so naked.
John got out of class early tonight, but he said he needed to not go home right away. He stayed the night at our place last night with me. When we went to bed, everything was fine, so we slept in the same bed. Then in the middle of the night, he woke up and wanted to talk. I have no idea what we talked about, I just wanted to sleep. He says he's had around five hours of sleep the past three nights. When I get depressed, all I do is sleep. I woke up two or three times whenever he got up and left the room.
He got better this afternoon when he went to see a friend of ours and she encouraged him to focus on himself and do things that make him happy. It made me feel better, to see him feeling good again.

Last night I bought paint to paint my new bedroom. I'm painting the walls a pale yellow and the trim a beautiful clover green. My room will embody happiness.
I need to remove John's pots and pans from our island and his blender from my bookcase in the dining room. I need to make some bargaining on some movies we bought together, and a couple of art prints we have.
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