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My Life Thus Far
2006-07-11 04:50:00 (UTC)

Drowning In The Kiddy Pool

I spent most of the morning in bed, until around 11am Dad
came and coaxed me out. If I had someone loving,
understanding and eternally patient home with me (more
than 1 week out of every other month), gently persuading
me to get out of bed, I'd be over this depression in no
time. But, sadly. This is not how my life works. So,
tomorrow I return to my lonely existance. With the hope
that the next couple of weeks go by fast and Snookums will
be home to keep me sane or at least not certifiable.

I couldn't seem to shake the sadness today, no matter how
hard I tried. When Chris got home from school, we went to
the pool (I'm as crispy as a piece of bacon and just as
dark), then we showered, dressed and went to Round Table
pizza for dinner. We stopped by Albertson's for milk, soda
and dessert (brownies), but I just went through the
motions. I'm assuming my sadness is a combination of three
things:

*Snookums leaving (again).
*The trip I'd been SO looking forward to, coming to an end.
*Nothing as exciting to look forward to in the future.

Even though I've got Snookie's homecoming to look forward
to, his arrival home is always buffered by the realization
that he'll soon be leaving again. The cycling between
happiness and sadness over his arrivals and departures is
enough to require medicating unto itself, so since I'm
already drowning in the kiddy pool, I don't really like to
get too excited about him coming home. I know I have in
the past, but I've learned from those mistakes.

Dad should be home in about 45 minutes. At the moment I'm
washing some of our dirty clothes, so I won't have as much
to do when I get home. Then I'll pack up and enjoy the
last evening I have face-to-face with Dad. I don't know
when we'll be seeing each other again. Hopefully sooner
than later. Maybe he'll come to me next time. That would
be nice. Although, now that I know I can do the drive, it
wouldn't be such a big deal coming down here every few
months. We'll see what happens.

Well, tomorrow you'll be in radio silence. I'm breaking
the trip up into two days only because I don't see the
need to do it in one day. 19 hours on the road is murder.
So, why break yourself if you don't have to? I'm going to
drive probably to Sacramento then stop for the night.
That's about half way. I'll write the old fashioned way
and transfer it when I get home on Thursday. Well, Ciao.




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