I think I may be drowning...
"A little orphan girl once told me that the sun would come out tomorrow. Her adopted father was a powerful billionaire so I suppressed the urge to laugh in her face, but now, by gum, I think she may have been on to something!"
Today was the first time in a while that the day was not entirely filled with rain. And, of course, its the one day I actually planned to stay in to get some work done. I'm moving through the contents of my room and basement to pack up things - things that will either travel to Richmond or things that will stay in the house, essentially in storage. I have a lot of stuff! I'm not sure where a lot of it came from but now I have to go through all of it. Oh well, I'm hoping that, by Friday, I'll have sorted through everything in my room so the basement and downstairs is all that's left for next week. Because, in about a week, the family will be back and things will go back to being crazy and controlling. And the comments will accompany them.
I'm worried that I'm reverting back to the person I was; the situations I find myself in just seem to be oddly similar to things that happened before. I'm not sure that I like this but I'm not sure how to stop it. I almost feel like I'm working backwards and its frustrating because, while I'm not really a fan of the person I am, I absolutely hated who I used be and I feel like everything is out of my control.
Oh well, maybe I just hate having to deal with the rain, especially since the storms are missing thunder and lightening. Well, it looks like I spoke to soon - there's the thunder.
Today was the first time in a while that the day was not entirely filled with rain. And, of course, its the one day I actually planned to stay in to get some work done. I'm moving through the contents of my room and basement to pack up things - things that will either travel to Richmond or things that will stay in the house, essentially in storage. I have a lot of stuff! I'm not sure where a lot of it came from but now I have to go through all of it. Oh well, I'm hoping that, by Friday, I'll have sorted through everything in my room so the basement and downstairs is all that's left for next week. Because, in about a week, the family will be back and things will go back to being crazy and controlling. And the comments will accompany them.
I'm worried that I'm reverting back to the person I was; the situations I find myself in just seem to be oddly similar to things that happened before. I'm not sure that I like this but I'm not sure how to stop it. I almost feel like I'm working backwards and its frustrating because, while I'm not really a fan of the person I am, I absolutely hated who I used be and I feel like everything is out of my control.
Oh well, maybe I just hate having to deal with the rain, especially since the storms are missing thunder and lightening. Well, it looks like I spoke to soon - there's the thunder.