shoes...
I know nothing about football...but I'm reading ProFootball Talk...Jack Del Rio likes big butts apparently?
I'm looking at my gray cat Louis...and all I can think is how much I miss him. How much he misses him hurts.
Had a family dinner tonight at Cucci's. Awkward as usual, but I'm proud of myself. I've made my boundaries and so far they have stayed. She (mom) asked if I would sing "Happy Birthday" to whoever. Absolutely not. My face said it all before I said no. Dad invited me to come by the house after dinner. I said that I saw no reason to do that. The sun was going down and he was asking if I want to play in the werewolf forest. I think not.
Grandma and I seem to be working really well as roommates. She's giving me my space up here and I listen to her when she wants to talk. She does my laundry, buys groceries and takes care of the cats in my absence...no complaints as of yet.
I want so badly to do well at this job...to prove to myself that I can be a successful adult...I want to make ends meet and I want to be proud of my accomplishments. I want to be the person I know I can be, I just haven't been for excuses that don't cut it. I want to feel like I have everything together and I want the person with me to trust that I do too. God...is that the world I'm asking for? Looking at my 5 year plan, that's just an appetizer.
I'm looking at my gray cat Louis...and all I can think is how much I miss him. How much he misses him hurts.
Had a family dinner tonight at Cucci's. Awkward as usual, but I'm proud of myself. I've made my boundaries and so far they have stayed. She (mom) asked if I would sing "Happy Birthday" to whoever. Absolutely not. My face said it all before I said no. Dad invited me to come by the house after dinner. I said that I saw no reason to do that. The sun was going down and he was asking if I want to play in the werewolf forest. I think not.
Grandma and I seem to be working really well as roommates. She's giving me my space up here and I listen to her when she wants to talk. She does my laundry, buys groceries and takes care of the cats in my absence...no complaints as of yet.
I want so badly to do well at this job...to prove to myself that I can be a successful adult...I want to make ends meet and I want to be proud of my accomplishments. I want to be the person I know I can be, I just haven't been for excuses that don't cut it. I want to feel like I have everything together and I want the person with me to trust that I do too. God...is that the world I'm asking for? Looking at my 5 year plan, that's just an appetizer.