I just finished making my bed. I started last night, and I only finished today. Seriously, changing sheets is hard work! When/If I get married, changing the sheets is going to be one of those chores that needs to be done by 2 people. That's definitely going to be a requirement. I'm glad my bed at my parents' is only a twin. I'm going back again tomorrow, and will spend all weekend there, until Tuesday. I have the next 4 days off. Planned but things changed. Plans fall through. That's what they do. Anyway, it'll be a good chance to catch up with the girls. Thinking of making this yummy warm scallop salad that I saw in 24 today.
Later. Off to cross off some more stuff on my list. :)
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
August thoughts
Haven't posted in a while. Some thoughts...
Yesterday I got home and went to my room and pulled out his letters. Four or 5 of them. All written on a white lined notepad. I sat in my closet and read them. And then I crawled into bed and listened to my heartbeat. And I wondered if I would ever forget, and get past the pain. But I don't want to forget. I want to remember and to forget. I want to be 10 years older. 10 years younger.
Over the weekend, I test drove a few vehicles with Sis #1 and 2. I fell in love with the Acura RDX and want one now. I can tell that it's an emotional want for me, as opposed to a need. I know fully well that it just doesn't make sense to get one right now. Money is a little tight. I haven't included buying a car into my savings plan. Nevertheless, test driving it was a piece of heaven, a blissful memory to recall...
Thoroughly enjoying Chris Tomlin. Also started reading a new book. If you have time, snoop around the site; it's quite interesting.
Mom and Aunt are leaving tomorrow. Don't know when they will be back. I hope it won't be too soon......And I mean that in the best possible sense. See they're going to be with another aunt who's sick. Can't talk about it too much here. So I'll just leave it like that.
It's August. My month. My time. My hours, my days, my life. It's going to be a good month.
Yesterday I got home and went to my room and pulled out his letters. Four or 5 of them. All written on a white lined notepad. I sat in my closet and read them. And then I crawled into bed and listened to my heartbeat. And I wondered if I would ever forget, and get past the pain. But I don't want to forget. I want to remember and to forget. I want to be 10 years older. 10 years younger.
Over the weekend, I test drove a few vehicles with Sis #1 and 2. I fell in love with the Acura RDX and want one now. I can tell that it's an emotional want for me, as opposed to a need. I know fully well that it just doesn't make sense to get one right now. Money is a little tight. I haven't included buying a car into my savings plan. Nevertheless, test driving it was a piece of heaven, a blissful memory to recall...
Thoroughly enjoying Chris Tomlin. Also started reading a new book. If you have time, snoop around the site; it's quite interesting.
Mom and Aunt are leaving tomorrow. Don't know when they will be back. I hope it won't be too soon......And I mean that in the best possible sense. See they're going to be with another aunt who's sick. Can't talk about it too much here. So I'll just leave it like that.
It's August. My month. My time. My hours, my days, my life. It's going to be a good month.
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