This week as we share our caffeinated beverages (mine would be a southern style sweet tea today), I’d tell you that things are relatively calm. I’m writing again, and that’s positive. I wrote a poem that I posted yesterday (technically wrote it the day before), and I even began working on my novel again.
With only a few hours left of my Spring Break, this weekend we’d be drinking our coffee (or tea) while curled up in bed with relaxing music playing from my cellphone on one side and a stack of papers and notes on the other.
It’s a bit of a mixed signal, I suppose: relaxation on one side and stress from work on the other, but I feel sometimes that I’m very full of contradictions.
I keep thinking that things are going to get easier in my life, and then I’m always wrong.
At the moment, I’m still in a rental car, still staying with a friend, and there’s a problem with my phone…
And my finances aren’t exactly great. Instead of being able to save up to get either a new car or into a place of my own, all my money goes to that silly rental car.
This weekend, if we were talking over coffee, I’d tell you that I’ve moved again. Into a temporary place, but it was out of necessity.
The other day I shared a little snippet of what’s been going on in the house in which I was staying. Mostly I shared about the rudeness of the daughter and the lack of gas meaning no hot water and no cooking, etc. It’s been an ever increasingly bad situation since they went on their trip to Florida, which is when I realized that they were neglecting both the dog and the cat, in ways which could be only described as abuse of a pet. Continue reading
I’m still not quite back on my normal schedule yet… Or else this would have posted about 4 hours ago. However, we will have our weekly Twitter chat this week, where we’ll be talking about Money!!
You know, that stuff that makes the world go round, as they say.
So, the whole world knows that Texas (especially Houston) has been experiencing Apocalyptic levels of rain this past month or so. Followers of this blog also know that grey, nasty days tend to make me want to curl up in a ball and just sleep. I have that Seasonal Affective Disorder, where the lack of sunlight actually causes me to suffer depression. So all this rain has made my performance in life… less than stellar.
In the middle of that, there’s been the end of the school year, which I feel I handled rather well. I had all my paperwork done on time, and was able to get my classroom cleared and ready to go within 3 hours. I actually left stuff in the cabinets, but only because I was told that I could.
I did NOT leave my Serenity Graphic Novel, however. Even though I no longer talk to the man who bought it for me, it is still a treasured item of mine. Continue reading
We are on day 3 of my emotional shut down. Today I thought I might very well be having a heart attack. But it was just another panic attack…
We’ve been here before, of course, and there is no doubt in my mind that those who don’t know better would think that I seriously don’t take rejection well because this shut down (like the similar one Spring before last) coincides with boy troubles.
For what it’s worth, I don’t handle rejection well, as we’ve seen numerous times on here. But that’s not what did it. If I’m honest with myself, that wasn’t what did it when the Boy broke my heart over a year ago, though plenty of people have blamed him for it.
Probably myself included…
No, Mr. Nice Guy is, like the Boy was over a year ago, the final straw, the proverbial straw that broke that camel’s back. Or, to fit our metaphor, the one drop too many that made the dam burst. Continue reading