God is great, beer is good...
...and people are crazy!
man, oh man.. what a day.
After getting little to no sleep last night on randy's rock of a bed, I got up at 8 to drive Heather to work. Soon she will have her license which is exciting... but that's for her to gush about. I came home and showered, fluffed up, and all the things that go with that and hung out with my family who are in town for a bit. It's cool to see them. They have a son a few years older than me and it's a nice reminder that I'm not the only college kid trying to find out who they are. It's easy to forget that living in The Villages. My cousin Tom thinks I need out due to the fact that two of my favorite things to do are to crochet and play bingo. Ha! I think he might have a point, but I'll never give either of them up.
Then I went to Randy's house where I was fooled into thinking I held some sort of importance in his life. I see everyone around me progressing in their lives (lives with their significant others, that is) and I'm so depressed about that aspect of my own life that rather than be happy for them, I avoid talking about it because it's too painful. Thank God for Heather.... she understands me and passes no judgements. It's nice to have someone to listen to you and just understand rather than tell you everything you need to fix.
So I fought with Randy for a while and then realized that I need to keep a head about me or nothing will be fixed. We talked about things and I think they'll look up... but right now the ball is in his court. He has some things to prove to me and it's a waiting game. I just don't think I can give up on him now. He's my world and I love him for sure, the flame is just getting low. I know there's a cure out there, and I know it's gonna be work, and I suppose the fact that I want to work toward making things better with him is indicative of the fact that I love him that much.
I needed a breather from the whole situation, and Bingo came to the rescue. I got Heather from work and we headed that way. We were running early so we decided to drive by my old house to see how it was looking... and discovered that it was for rent! I used to want to live there with Randy when he had kids and a dog and all those family type things, but things don't always go according to plan. I called about it and then called my mom. She gave me some pointers from what she remembers from renting from the people there... we'll see.
Bingo was a blast, per usual. We dicked around with Paul and made signs and won some cash too. I won $175 and Heather racked in $100. She thinks we should use it to pay for next time, but I want to go on a cruise to lose with Richard Simmons. Ha! Again, we'll see.
We went to the gym too. We did our usual cardio and then it was leg night. I'm sure I'll be paying for it tomorrow, but eventually all of this hard work will be worth it. I can't wait.
I'll be going to bed a bit uneasy tonight, but overall optimistic. Until then, my future is about episodes of 17 Kids and Couting onDemand!
Goodnight, chaps!
man, oh man.. what a day.
After getting little to no sleep last night on randy's rock of a bed, I got up at 8 to drive Heather to work. Soon she will have her license which is exciting... but that's for her to gush about. I came home and showered, fluffed up, and all the things that go with that and hung out with my family who are in town for a bit. It's cool to see them. They have a son a few years older than me and it's a nice reminder that I'm not the only college kid trying to find out who they are. It's easy to forget that living in The Villages. My cousin Tom thinks I need out due to the fact that two of my favorite things to do are to crochet and play bingo. Ha! I think he might have a point, but I'll never give either of them up.
Then I went to Randy's house where I was fooled into thinking I held some sort of importance in his life. I see everyone around me progressing in their lives (lives with their significant others, that is) and I'm so depressed about that aspect of my own life that rather than be happy for them, I avoid talking about it because it's too painful. Thank God for Heather.... she understands me and passes no judgements. It's nice to have someone to listen to you and just understand rather than tell you everything you need to fix.
So I fought with Randy for a while and then realized that I need to keep a head about me or nothing will be fixed. We talked about things and I think they'll look up... but right now the ball is in his court. He has some things to prove to me and it's a waiting game. I just don't think I can give up on him now. He's my world and I love him for sure, the flame is just getting low. I know there's a cure out there, and I know it's gonna be work, and I suppose the fact that I want to work toward making things better with him is indicative of the fact that I love him that much.
I needed a breather from the whole situation, and Bingo came to the rescue. I got Heather from work and we headed that way. We were running early so we decided to drive by my old house to see how it was looking... and discovered that it was for rent! I used to want to live there with Randy when he had kids and a dog and all those family type things, but things don't always go according to plan. I called about it and then called my mom. She gave me some pointers from what she remembers from renting from the people there... we'll see.
Bingo was a blast, per usual. We dicked around with Paul and made signs and won some cash too. I won $175 and Heather racked in $100. She thinks we should use it to pay for next time, but I want to go on a cruise to lose with Richard Simmons. Ha! Again, we'll see.
We went to the gym too. We did our usual cardio and then it was leg night. I'm sure I'll be paying for it tomorrow, but eventually all of this hard work will be worth it. I can't wait.
I'll be going to bed a bit uneasy tonight, but overall optimistic. Until then, my future is about episodes of 17 Kids and Couting onDemand!
Goodnight, chaps!