Basically, anytime I am sad or stressed or confused or WHAT IS MY LIFE, I tend to disappear. Not just from here, but from everyone like friends and family. So in real life, if you don't see me or hear from me, just know something is going and I like to keep to myself to figure everything out.
I'M BACK.
And here is what has happened in the last month:
-I moved! I went from the Avenues to Cottonwood Heights. I will forever love and miss the Avenues but I like my new area too. And we have a pool. But the gate to get into the complex sounds like a pissed off witch that is getting tickled and wants to laugh but is trying to suppress it. And that wakes me up sometimes.
-I realized how much I hate packing, for a lot of reasons. I will forever wonder where all my stuff comes from. I swear it multiplies every time I move. So I hate being forced to go through it to throw stuff away and in the midst of that I will find an old memory that will make me sad or I will find a toy that will distract me. It just sucks and I can't get anything done. I made a promise that the place I live now, will be place I die just so I don't have to pack and move again.
-I ran out of gas while driving! Are you suprised? I'm not. I am pro at knowing just how low the gas gage can sit BELOW the E before I have to finally stop and get some gas. Except this time, I ran out and it was like 11PM. I sat on the side of road thinking of who I can call...
Not Shandey, she is probably in bed and lives 40 minutes away.
Not Steve...
Not my mom, I don't want her to worry.
Was that really all the people I had to go through to see who could help? Then I remembered...
KRAMER! My longtime BFF Kramer who will always be my BFF but it's kind of hard since he is married. I called him and he didn't even ask questions or hesitate. He said he was on his way (after he laughed because this has been happening to me ever since our friendship had started).
I'm really thankful for Kramer, I hadn't seen him in a long time but he came to help without asking questions or expecting anything in return. That's a real friend. We both went home smelling like gasoline.
That's about it... I'm very happy. I thought I would be sad to leave my apartment with Steve and the life we built there, but this change has been good and I'm really happy.
I'M BACK.
And here is what has happened in the last month:
-I moved! I went from the Avenues to Cottonwood Heights. I will forever love and miss the Avenues but I like my new area too. And we have a pool. But the gate to get into the complex sounds like a pissed off witch that is getting tickled and wants to laugh but is trying to suppress it. And that wakes me up sometimes.
-I realized how much I hate packing, for a lot of reasons. I will forever wonder where all my stuff comes from. I swear it multiplies every time I move. So I hate being forced to go through it to throw stuff away and in the midst of that I will find an old memory that will make me sad or I will find a toy that will distract me. It just sucks and I can't get anything done. I made a promise that the place I live now, will be place I die just so I don't have to pack and move again.
-I ran out of gas while driving! Are you suprised? I'm not. I am pro at knowing just how low the gas gage can sit BELOW the E before I have to finally stop and get some gas. Except this time, I ran out and it was like 11PM. I sat on the side of road thinking of who I can call...
Not Shandey, she is probably in bed and lives 40 minutes away.
Not Steve...
Not my mom, I don't want her to worry.
Was that really all the people I had to go through to see who could help? Then I remembered...
KRAMER! My longtime BFF Kramer who will always be my BFF but it's kind of hard since he is married. I called him and he didn't even ask questions or hesitate. He said he was on his way (after he laughed because this has been happening to me ever since our friendship had started).
I'm really thankful for Kramer, I hadn't seen him in a long time but he came to help without asking questions or expecting anything in return. That's a real friend. We both went home smelling like gasoline.
That's about it... I'm very happy. I thought I would be sad to leave my apartment with Steve and the life we built there, but this change has been good and I'm really happy.
