Chilly Fingers
BRRRR. I'm freezing. OK. So, I changed my name, obviously, because I was tired of rambling about the same old shiz. So, I decided to form a new identity...a new me. Ahhhh. The feeling of freshness is overwhelmingly satisfying.
I spent last week house-sitting for Mary & Art while they went on vacation. It was nice. To be away from home and my sister and my parents, and cleaning, and taking baths in a too-quickly draining tub. And Mary's shower is SO unbelievable. I'm certain that if I had the shower in my house, I would totally take advantage of the fact that it's, sigh, so wonderful. So, taking a shower once every few months at Mary's is a necessity.
I worked, as usual, and that was simply fantastic. Work is becoming this mundane, annoying "thing" which just interrupts everything else I want to be doing with my time. But I honestly wouldn't trade my job for the world. Well, not anytime soon, at least.
I'm so frustrated with the fact that I won't be in school this semester. I feel that my lack of planning and irresponsibilty are the direct contributors of my current state...the state of working my ass off this semester and having to go back to school in January. Well, my own doing and the doing of my past "interest." Water under the bridge, I say.
And on the topic of interests. The boy is still amazing as ever. Everyday I try to figure out what I did. What in the world could I have possibly done to become so fortunate in knowing this person? It's just mind-blowing. But hey, I am in no way complaining.
I'm getting a team together for the diabetes walk at Churchill. My fundraising goal is somewhat more modest than those goals I've set for past walks...so fingers crossed, we'll do better than expected.
I am also getting ready for Praise Gathering Gaither style this year. I am sort of weirded out by the thought (knowledge) that I'll see Benjy and Melody. Not for any reason other than our end was weird. And I'm so big on closure...and he's, well, not. But whatever, I think I'm big enough to pull through like a champ.
Went to the fair last night. Swift reminder of why I want to travel for an extended period of time.
I'm struggling with being too close-minded and judgemental. I am a huge believer in keeping the option that those less like "us" are OK too. Granted, I do my fair share of trailer park bashing...and I need to get better with that. Someday I'll have children. And they'll listen to me. I don't want my child's first words to be "terrible mullet" or something awful such as that! So, wish me luck.
And Smash---you never really looked like a crack whore.
KIR.
I spent last week house-sitting for Mary & Art while they went on vacation. It was nice. To be away from home and my sister and my parents, and cleaning, and taking baths in a too-quickly draining tub. And Mary's shower is SO unbelievable. I'm certain that if I had the shower in my house, I would totally take advantage of the fact that it's, sigh, so wonderful. So, taking a shower once every few months at Mary's is a necessity.
I worked, as usual, and that was simply fantastic. Work is becoming this mundane, annoying "thing" which just interrupts everything else I want to be doing with my time. But I honestly wouldn't trade my job for the world. Well, not anytime soon, at least.
I'm so frustrated with the fact that I won't be in school this semester. I feel that my lack of planning and irresponsibilty are the direct contributors of my current state...the state of working my ass off this semester and having to go back to school in January. Well, my own doing and the doing of my past "interest." Water under the bridge, I say.
And on the topic of interests. The boy is still amazing as ever. Everyday I try to figure out what I did. What in the world could I have possibly done to become so fortunate in knowing this person? It's just mind-blowing. But hey, I am in no way complaining.
I'm getting a team together for the diabetes walk at Churchill. My fundraising goal is somewhat more modest than those goals I've set for past walks...so fingers crossed, we'll do better than expected.
I am also getting ready for Praise Gathering Gaither style this year. I am sort of weirded out by the thought (knowledge) that I'll see Benjy and Melody. Not for any reason other than our end was weird. And I'm so big on closure...and he's, well, not. But whatever, I think I'm big enough to pull through like a champ.
Went to the fair last night. Swift reminder of why I want to travel for an extended period of time.
I'm struggling with being too close-minded and judgemental. I am a huge believer in keeping the option that those less like "us" are OK too. Granted, I do my fair share of trailer park bashing...and I need to get better with that. Someday I'll have children. And they'll listen to me. I don't want my child's first words to be "terrible mullet" or something awful such as that! So, wish me luck.
And Smash---you never really looked like a crack whore.
KIR.