How time zooms by, eh? I mean, it feels like a day ago when Hen and Colin came to TO to help me pack up. Everything was so crazy disorganized. The night we went to pickle barrel...the morning of the actual move...insanity. And now I'm going back after a beautiful summer of freedom.
I am depressed. The idea of so much work and all the stress and how I feel incompetant but everyone gets mad when I address these thoughts because I've won scholarships...ah it all is torture.
Today .......I woke up a little early with some commotion. Last night I had made a pile of clothes for Mum to wash and he had gone and thrown them in my closet, screwing it all up. So I got up and remade the pile and went back to sleep. Then Dad comes in later and says he'll book a flight for Mum to come with me when I move. I said no, I'd rather her come visit in October or November to give me a tidbit of home later on. Then he was like...I can't promise that which made me literally bawl/get hysterical because like, uh, if the $$ is going to be spent why does it matter when the date is? Anyway, it's all resolved now I think.
My finger was still achy. I did some scrapbooking - just the gluing and stickering on the wedding page...I will add the writing tommorrow.
Ate loads of those triangles that my Mum made. Delicious. With that spicy sauce, yum....
Hung out with the parentals while they were watching a movie. I read one of the books I bought yesterday: Women on the verge of a breakdown...or some title like that. LOL.
Anddd that's ma day.
I am depressed. The idea of so much work and all the stress and how I feel incompetant but everyone gets mad when I address these thoughts because I've won scholarships...ah it all is torture.
Today .......I woke up a little early with some commotion. Last night I had made a pile of clothes for Mum to wash and he had gone and thrown them in my closet, screwing it all up. So I got up and remade the pile and went back to sleep. Then Dad comes in later and says he'll book a flight for Mum to come with me when I move. I said no, I'd rather her come visit in October or November to give me a tidbit of home later on. Then he was like...I can't promise that which made me literally bawl/get hysterical because like, uh, if the $$ is going to be spent why does it matter when the date is? Anyway, it's all resolved now I think.
My finger was still achy. I did some scrapbooking - just the gluing and stickering on the wedding page...I will add the writing tommorrow.
Ate loads of those triangles that my Mum made. Delicious. With that spicy sauce, yum....
Hung out with the parentals while they were watching a movie. I read one of the books I bought yesterday: Women on the verge of a breakdown...or some title like that. LOL.
Anddd that's ma day.
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