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Well, hmm.
I did my BeautiControl training this weekend. That was interesting. I think it's going to be a nice little opportunity, especially if I make some time for it. All I know is I cannot wait to get that detox bath soak with the Indian peppermint oil in and see if it doesn't help my neck. I swear it feels like someone has taken a baseball bat to me most days. Mom's pretty psyched about being my guinea pig too. What's really awesome is that the skin care set I've started using has really helped calm my skin down, which I am absolutely psyched about. Maybe there will be a marked improvement in a month or so.
My car is finally out of the shop. Now all I have to do is go get the tag and insurance, and it'll be all gravy. We're going to start work on the house here shortly, so hopefully that'll keep things running along smoothly. I'm still a bit anxious about building the house and Wes leaving, but I've just decided that I'll write up a contract if he does that I will pay him his rate of pay for the amount of time it takes him to build it. It'll be approximated, of course, but still. Hopefully it'll keep me feeling a little more at ease and not leave him totally out in that case.
As far as I can tell, he's not feeling trapped anymore, but then again, I didn't realize he felt trapped until I stumbled upon the information. So, hopefully I'm not walking myself into a wasp's nest. I'm a little concered about a particular acquaintance of his, as well as the guy's the effect on his behavior. But I can't prevent him from hanging out with the dude, and bitching about it would make him feel trapped, so who knows there.
I've really been having a rough time about Nana not being around anymore. I had snagged the pillow off of her bed to help build up a cushion so I could read. I had decided to lay flat because of my neck, and when Wes laid down beside me, I looked up and saw there was writing on the pillow tag. It had "Jiggs L" on it, which was Uncle Morgan's (her brother's) nickname.That was just a weird little bit of nostalgia.