Life after Death...
There is such a thing because I'm living it. Everyday seeing my Grandma in all the things around me I try not to cry. She loved turtles and I see turtles everywhere. Thing I could've bought her that she would've liked. The turtle table I was going to make her... Life will never be the same without her. She was the foundation upon which this family stood. The heart of us. Sometimes I wonder how we'll make it. I have to trust God that everything will be okay. That forever I will carry her love with me, and her strength and her bull-headedness. I love you Grandma, thanks for everything.
...Well... That sure as heck didn't help. My darling husband just got done yelling at me for not re-doing HIS application in MY handwriting... I swear he can be so mean sometimes. His applications aren't my responsibility. He expects me to do all this crap for him and he refuses to put my clean clothes away. *shakes head in dismay* What am I to do with him??? *SCREAMS* Just watched Prozac Nation the other night... Yay. That helped too. I think I need some...
...Well... That sure as heck didn't help. My darling husband just got done yelling at me for not re-doing HIS application in MY handwriting... I swear he can be so mean sometimes. His applications aren't my responsibility. He expects me to do all this crap for him and he refuses to put my clean clothes away. *shakes head in dismay* What am I to do with him??? *SCREAMS* Just watched Prozac Nation the other night... Yay. That helped too. I think I need some...