.oO(Sometimes I blur the edges.) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 06 July 2009: Oh, also... I have raging PMS. If my mood swings and raging hormones were not enough evidence, there is this: I cried reading a Hallmark card today. Lame. It's getting so close to time for me to leave Tampa. I always get unbalanced when I am preparing for something like this... even when I would just be leaving for a little while. Even if I was leaving someplace that I didn't want to be in order to go/return to someplace that I did want to be. Even when I was just moving two apartment buildings over. I'm trying to stay focused on the positives. I'm trying to stay focused. I was going to have dinner with Kat tonight, take a nap, and pack through the night - but that has changed. I remembered that she wanted to get groceries before dinner, and that would make me push back when I could get some rest, and how much time I would have to rest. I've been up since about 3am (because I drank too much on Saturday, spent Sunday hungover and sleeping, and I only average a few hours of sleep per sleep period anyway). Tomorrow is a big day for me - I'll tell you about it tomorrow, after it's all over. That way I don't jinx it. I'm crazy about a man, Diary. In seven days, the military will pick up my household goods and ship them to my sister's house. Depending on when they pick them up, I may leave that day... or wait until the next to start my road trip to Arizona. I can't wait. Seven days... and then I get to just count down the states. I can't wait to start the next chapter in my life. I can't wait to start over. -Lisa. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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