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Day 230 – Thinking up a title is too much work

Sometimes, you just need to sit back and enjoy the scenery.

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There’s a lot on my mind lately, but truthfully, my life has moved into a good spot. My parents are good, the insanity of the winter and spring and even just up until a couple of weeks ago has disappeared. [Thank you, Dr. E, and your insistence that my mother needs happy drugs.] Their relationship is better than it’s been in years and the whole house seems healthier.

But I guess because I spent so many months never allowing myself to just have a breakdown, never sleeping more than 1-2 hours at a time without waking up to check the phone, always being there to take on all my mother’s rants and raves and tears… now I don’t know what to do. I’m spending more than I should, I’m not exercising nearly enough despite the new gym membership, I just feel like I’m falling behind on so many things. In general, I’m tense as hell.

It’ll pass, I’m sure. It has to, right? Things are good. They are.

Luckily, I have great friends who distract me and calm me and even let me sit on them for hours and not talk.

Sunset Squish

We’re going beachy tomorrow on Bluebonnet. I’m definitely ready. Although I absolutely have loved our bright green grass and everyone’s landscaping, I am ready to be a summer girl on the beach. Landscaping will be fun and I think all of us are ready for a change. I can’t wait to see what the Bluebonnet residents do with their parcels. I think that’s always the most fun for me, seeing how they do things. We’ll stay beachy until September 1st when we move to a more fall look. Fun fun fun. 🙂

Things to do tomorrow, SL and RL, so I think it’s bedtime.

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One thought on “Day 230 – Thinking up a title is too much work

  1. YAY!!! I've missed the beach! Just lying around in your grass in my bikini instead!

    LOLOLOLOL – you put my cat's ass cannon of worms in your quote box. I actually woke up this morning with morbid curiosity to look for what my vet described as “a ball that looks like spaghetti that your kitten will probably blow out in the middle of the night.”

    But nothing.

    Maybe when I get home from work.

    Word verification: cyboid

    Like a cybernetic hemorrhoid?

    ROCK!

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