Feb 28, 2014 20:02
I want to try making butter in my knockoff magic bullet blender.
I dont know why I'm posting here again.
I feel like I'm running out of time for any hopes of a family. People tell me that I have lots of time. I call bullshit. I'm not sure if I want kids because pregnancy scares the crap out of me, but I want the OPTION. I'm trying to be OK with being single. But I'm not. I dont really care about having some fancier, affluent life. I just want to find a way to be happy. I know that happiness lies within the self, but i cant help but think it'd be easier to find with a partner. Plus it's becoming harder and harder to want to learn about my family history, which has always interested me, when I dont have anyone to pass it on to. I love my nephew but it's not the same.
I've lost weight and inches. It's not much, but it's something. Still not going to the gym as much as I should, but again, it's something.
Ants....fucking ants...the bane of my existence. The little tiny, black 'sugar' ants. I have slab foundation so I cant spray under the house. I just have to try to keep them from coming in.