I Lose Every Time
I love that this exists despite the way I've neglected it the last year and a half. I'm still one of the last stragglers holding on to the dear LJ anyways, so I think I'm allowed a little room.
Reading back, 2015 was big and strange year for me. 2016 was... a year.
In the last 8 months there have been a couple of big changes. I used to be so good about documenting these things and I'm not sure where the motivation went.
After living together for about 8 years Kendra and I finally went separtate ways. It's been huge, except for how it really hasn't. She upgraded to being with her boyfriend while I upgrade to my own bedroom and bathroom, across a living room from Ricky's own bedroom and bathroom. If you told me even two years ago we'd become good enough friends to sign a lease together I would've been pretty confused. Last year was a year.
Everything has been mostly swell, once we got passed those first 2 weeks when he let a stripper from Portland crash my car in our garage. A story I never would've had otherwise. Occasionally I find it difficult to live with someone who has a much more normal social life and "cool" job, and while that's a weird doozy of a struggle it is my own and it passes. It is, however the top reason for making me second guess continuing this arrangement. We'll see. Come November, we'll see.
January my mom and I took a nice trip to Colorado to visit cousins and get the hell out of California for a second. The planning was horrendous as she's hit this weird stage of not wanting to help me do anything but the time spent there was really good. Till the last few hours when the hospital called and told her they diagnosed my grandpa with pnuemonia. And the rest of February was awful and torturous. Now it's almost June and everything still feels weird. I worry alot about my mom and her free time. I get highly annoyed at Ricky sometimes but I'm lucky to have anyone to come home to and I worry about my mom being by herself so much. I don't know. I can't get my own shit together so I'm not sure how I'm supposed to help anyone else.
The future looks bleak, y'all.
I don't know what else is going on. Harry Styles is the future.
Reading back, 2015 was big and strange year for me. 2016 was... a year.
In the last 8 months there have been a couple of big changes. I used to be so good about documenting these things and I'm not sure where the motivation went.
After living together for about 8 years Kendra and I finally went separtate ways. It's been huge, except for how it really hasn't. She upgraded to being with her boyfriend while I upgrade to my own bedroom and bathroom, across a living room from Ricky's own bedroom and bathroom. If you told me even two years ago we'd become good enough friends to sign a lease together I would've been pretty confused. Last year was a year.
Everything has been mostly swell, once we got passed those first 2 weeks when he let a stripper from Portland crash my car in our garage. A story I never would've had otherwise. Occasionally I find it difficult to live with someone who has a much more normal social life and "cool" job, and while that's a weird doozy of a struggle it is my own and it passes. It is, however the top reason for making me second guess continuing this arrangement. We'll see. Come November, we'll see.
January my mom and I took a nice trip to Colorado to visit cousins and get the hell out of California for a second. The planning was horrendous as she's hit this weird stage of not wanting to help me do anything but the time spent there was really good. Till the last few hours when the hospital called and told her they diagnosed my grandpa with pnuemonia. And the rest of February was awful and torturous. Now it's almost June and everything still feels weird. I worry alot about my mom and her free time. I get highly annoyed at Ricky sometimes but I'm lucky to have anyone to come home to and I worry about my mom being by herself so much. I don't know. I can't get my own shit together so I'm not sure how I'm supposed to help anyone else.
The future looks bleak, y'all.
I don't know what else is going on. Harry Styles is the future.