I am so tired of this feeling of whatever I have. It could be the constant rain/wind we've been enduring for the past ten days, that coupled with the battle of the wits here in my house.
I need Springtime, I need summer...I need a deserted island to land myself on.
I'm reading "Codependent No More" Not a great novel or anything escape worthy, but it may give me insight to what is happening in my mind. Maybe it will even help me fix myself.
I wasted my day off today. Went to the doctor to get my blood pressure checked. It was in normal range but high still. I'm on medication for it, so I don't what to say about it. Have to go back in June for the 4 points too high cholesterol count. Whatever. At this point I just throw my hands up. There are people out there with worse problems. When I came home I fell asleep in my chair, in my cocoon (What I now call my bedroom)
OD just wanted to fight with me, because I wouldn't fight with MD. I don't want to fight with anyone. GET IT? She didn't get it. She left instead. It's quiet here now. MD is asleep in her room, because she has to work the graveyard shift. YD is here taking a shower to get ready for her class tonight or is it class tomorrow? Tonight...I think. Wanna get in my face girl (OD) is out with friends or something. She left claiming she would never talk to me again. DRAMA QUEEN!
Who wants to bet she'll be home before midnight? (I do, I do!)
Sorry, I am rambling, incoherent...that's just how I feel. Someday, I may get it back together.
I think I will go back to my cocoon and crochet for a while. I can get lost in that easily enough!
Thanks for listening.