yep
Yep, yep, yep. Things are a little nuts right now. A little out of control for my liking. Maybe a lot out of control, I can't tell. All I DO know is that in doing my best not to control everything, I'm eating too much again. I'm finding comfort there instead of my relationships. I think it's because I don't understand those either, so in turn I eat some more. Food can be as bad and destructive a habit as alcohol. It is my drug of choice. It's a pattern that pollutes, disgusts and devastates me, yet I find no encouragement. Mostly just painful comments said in jest. Pass the chocolate please.
So, we almost got an office today. I say almost because we mostly agreed to a lease, then after we left the boys wanted more time to contemplate. And they make fun of MY blonde tendencies.
I'm so tired I'm actually sitting here wtih my eyes closed slowly falling asleep at my computer. How horribly pathetic is that? I think that means I must choose my bed over writing to you, my lovely, good people. Parting is such sweet sorrow...
Okay. I'm out. If I can make it to my bed, that is. Be kind, be a friend, and don't let the man get you down.
XOXOXO
K<><
So, we almost got an office today. I say almost because we mostly agreed to a lease, then after we left the boys wanted more time to contemplate. And they make fun of MY blonde tendencies.
I'm so tired I'm actually sitting here wtih my eyes closed slowly falling asleep at my computer. How horribly pathetic is that? I think that means I must choose my bed over writing to you, my lovely, good people. Parting is such sweet sorrow...
Okay. I'm out. If I can make it to my bed, that is. Be kind, be a friend, and don't let the man get you down.
XOXOXO
K<><
