Well, in a little more than a month and a half I will be heading off to Law school. It feels really, really weird to think about how close it is. I have been saying for years that I am going to law school and now it is so close. Some days I don't quite believe that it's real. However, there are other times when I secretly fear that I will pull a "Legally Blonde". You know that moment in the movie when she show up for the first day of class and hasn't read any of the material and has nothing to take notes with? That's what I mean by pulling a "Legally Blonde".
My dad is finally moving into his own place. He has been living with "friends" of a friend. (I'm still not sure whether I believe that or not, but any way.) The thing is that he is using our house like Target. He's taking furniture, dishes, towels, tables, lamps, and the most ridiculous thing of all was that he wants paper plates, napkins, paper towels, and hand soap. The saddest thing is that he doesn't see that as a problem. He doesn't understand why my mother and I are having such a problem with it. It gets sadder and more ridiculous but I've thought on it to much as of late. I just wanted to get these thoughts out of my head.
The great thing about law school, other than I know that it is what I am supposed to do, is that I will be moving out of the house and I will be far enough away that this situation with my parents won't be able to touch me as easily or affect me as it has in the past. *smile*