Why is it that when it seems things are finally going my way I get a cannon ball to the chest and just feel defeated...sigh. Last week I reached the point where I wanted to curl up and cry and be drunk. Of course I didn't do either because I knew drinking really wouldn't have made me feel better.
It would be nice if something actually went according to plan for once. Alas that is not meant for me or anyone in my immediate family. That awesomeness has also been passed on to my best friend.
Maybe the first thing I host in my almost finished living room is a pity party. Why not. I'm sure everyone has something they'd like to go differently, especially now whether it's a job, relationship, school or whatever.
Here's my list of things I'd like to happen:
1. Stig would stop biting me and get all his adult teeth in like a day.
2. Resolve my legal issues.
3. Figure out why guys are stupid.
4. Be truly happy, for like 24 consecutive hours.
5. Get one more room done by the end of June.
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