Got out of the house and spent time with Mom and Cely--another good one.
Working some on school planning for the year--always a plus.
But I'd be lying if I didn't feel like I'm stepping on my parents' toes somewhat, and they're stepping on mine. It'll be almost a month before I can move out into a place with KC. Pedro will be back before I can get out. And my phone keeps dropping its calls.
And really, I think it kind of sucks that I don't start work for another month. Crazy, I know, that I'm saying this. Usually I want summer to go on and on and on. But now I just want a reason to get out of the house and a place to be. I want to know some more people. Actually, a guy that I met Thurs at the YA group friended me on facebook almost immediately after I met him, and then he invited me to coffee or dinner. Now, to those who know me at all will know that I freak out about stuff like this. He did nothing wrong--it's all me and my weird fears and awkward ways. (Living with my parents again shows me so much about why I am the way I am.) But while the bored, bolder part of me wants to just take a leap and trust my own strength and confidence to handle whatever comes next, the cautious, passive person in me (who has made many if not most of my friendship-related decisions in my life) hesitates. Let me tell you, I wouldn't wish this personality trait on anyone.
So anyway, that's where I'm at this hot, dry Saturday night. And my face keeps breaking out. Why things that worked well in OH work like crap here is beyond me. But at least KC's back from Belize tomorrow.
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