I'm hoping to trick myself into posting more often. For no other reason, but to keep a journal. I've misplaced about 10 notebooks: ones with recipes, lists of websites/things to look up, people's info, events, musing and notes. I know they are in a few potential spots... but my Journal from 2015 is missing... I'm going to be due to burn it shortly.
So, I'm posting what would be handwritten. I can always delete this one in a year-ish.
What's gone good:
Febtober and Pikachu are due to be parents soon. I'll have a legal niece to spoil. Plus, a brother to annoy with all the noisy, messy, amazing toys and snacks in her future.
Two and her hubby, Monkey, recently came back from honeymoon. No spawn were created while they enjoyed the gifted trip. I knew they'd make excuses to not have a honeymoon, hence it was my present to them. Plus their wedding cake. And being maid of honor. And making sis cry with my speech. Holy crap I need to find someone else to spoil! I'm using all this awesome love on someone that's not likely to keep me warm at night.
Cue the next good thing in the pipeline: Plans to get a pet. It's maybe #5 on the list.
1. Get furniture
2. Get floor fixed that movers jacked
3. Finish hat for niece
4. Establish normal pattern for homeowner crud: Trash days, grocery days, cute guy jogging down the lane at 7 am days...
5. Get pet. Walk pet on cute guy days.
6. Plan garden. Wait, need grass first. Wait, need to level ground. Wait... need to bury lines.
SHIT! Screw list. Chaos ensues... Pet shows up anyways.
Work is going well. SO much to learn, to grow... to teach and evolve.
Three is almost graduated. And almost a full-fledged tattoo artist.
So.Many.Movies.This.Year. Drooling over some choice selections. Getting my freaky nerd ON. Happy nerdy girl!
This weekend, taking Two and Pikachu over the river.. for some nerd talk, shopping and noms. So easy to get car buddies when you promise cheesecake. {Wild guess where we are going!}
Speaking of sweet stuff, I should make something soon. But first: Organize crud.
What's gone... not so good
Online dating is much like IRL dating: I smile at them... they look me over and dart off. Whatevs.
Being messy. I get antsy over it, but get so tired/overwhelmed. Or I cause a problem trying to set things up. Like almost kill my new furnace with wrong settings on the thermostat.
Furniture taking a while to get built. I am so behind on shows I should be obsessing over with siblings and Red.
Dad still not talking to me. Suspicions he is screwing me over... aka, a 3x normal electric bill due to him working on the place I walked away from. Mom asks I 'keep track' and we will come to a decision. Not sure if they will move into it, sell it... not really caring. Just don't want to bleed cash.
Hurts that aren't mine... but stir my empathy. Wishing for the path to be made clear, and strength for all to take it.
Lots of love... XOXO
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