The water bill is paid. I'm ashamed of how the money was acquired so I won't speak of it. I'll let all of you let your minds wander. It will make for interesting conversation. Care to make an elaborate guess? We'll use the best one for my answer....But in the end, we can now use the facilities in our home.
My sister and nephews are visiting this weekend. I am both looking forward to it and dreading it with all my self.
I have seriously been thinking of what I'm going to do in the next month...not that all the other thoughts in my head about the fate of my future haven't been serious. Mainly the thoughts have been about moving. Selling the contents of my home, packing up my child, and moving to some new location and starting over. Just picking a place on the global map and heading there.
I don't want to move at the moment. I would like for Emmaline to finish elementary school at her current one. I also don't want to move because I feel like I failed here. I want a relocation to occur because of a GOOD change in our lives. I'm experiencing this "running with tail between the legs" sensation. Eh!
Want to know something weird? THIS IS THE WEIRDEST THOUGHT ROLLING AROUND IN MY HEAD CURRENTLY. I am a registered voter. I have voted in elections since I was first registered at eighteen. But this year I'm afraid to go to the polls. It's laughable. It has nothing to do with the candidates or such. It's embarrassing why.
Thought: Convenient friends. Can't stand them. Don't you wish that we could do a Hester Pryne on them? Sew some scarlet letter into their clothes declaring them unfit as a friend? Hell, brand their foreheads. Warn the others. Liars too....brand their tongues...ooo, and self-righteous, ostentatious bigots. Put a big ol' SOB on their close minded third eye. Ok, I'm getting a bit puritanically barbaric. I'll stop.
Flowing through another topic....I've been in the mood to steal. Believe it or not, I get that way. I don't. I wouldn't. BUT I sure as hell want to. It's an itch that is screaming.
We have just been given the town crier note that the library's computer lab is closing in five minutes. Gotta go.