For the last month it's been waaaay hectic. 32hr work weeks, plus baby sitting on the side, plus yard work (at home and grammy's), plus doc appts., plus taking care of mom, plus taking care of pets, plus taking care of jj and driving him everywhere, plus hanging with friends, plus hanging with boyfriend.
Now that I read it, I feel like it doesn't seem like all that much still. Yet I know I've had hardly anytime to sleep let alone eat.
In all honesty though, I kind of like it. I like the distraction. It makes me feel like my life is worth something when I'm busy, no matter how meaningless the things I'm doing are.
I mean, it's not like I'm changing the world or anything.
Last night I had some fun adventures with old friends, and some new ones. I tried something new, and caught up on everyone's lives and gossip. I'm looking forward to more nights like that. I know con will be a whole weekend of them, and I'm excited.
I'm a bit worried about Michael though, simply because he's a tad bit worried. I'm thinking I won't party too hard, or go too far with things, in order to give him a peace of mind as well as myself.
I dunno.
I tend to lose control of myself and do a lot of stupid shit at the best of times.
Meh. I need to stop worrying about the future so much, and only hope for the best things that could come out of it.
On a positive and obvious note, I found how how to fix my 'line break' problems on here. Yaaaaaaaaay short, one sentenced paragraphs!
