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After the hula hoops, breakfast, and the park, we come back home.
As the days get shorter and shorter, I don't feel any more motivated to clean. Though I do feel much better since starting chiropractic care, I still need more energy to be productive. How important is housework? The bathroom's clean.Sortof. I remember trying to get things together to please Martha, then not doing it to spite her, and now since it makes no difference, I seem to get more done. The trick is doing it in your own time.
With Body Worlds coming up, I may just use it as an incentive to get my room clean. God's hand is so heavy in my life. I'll be working at a day labor place afew days a next week, to help me get up early for the academy. Who knew 4 am came so early? Starting to remember working overnights.AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
As I see it, I may be moving out by mid-month. SWEET! A birthday/Housewarming party.Yeah. Maybe not.I don't wanna clean. Guess I'l get started here soon.
On the whole guy/girl front, oy. Why is it that coupled people cannot fathom being apart from the other half? And, in that, why in the world do they think I would want that restriction. I think about everyone, not just obsess about one person. It's one thing to love someone, and I understand that, but isn't it just weird to say you couldn't live without them? How did you live before them?
I would love to have a relationship that's so free that you just don't have that insanity of "Where you at?" syndrome. I would think if it's grounded enoough, you would pretty much be told what's on the agenda for the week and when you get to see each other. Ok, I think I'm ranted out. All this over being set up. Maybe I'm just upset that I dug my own grave. God bless.
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