Its been a while!
Wow it’s been a while! Let’s see…last posted on daddy’s birthday. Since then I’ve gone for a Walk…yes, THE walk. One mile barefoot, right next to my 3 favorite men (well, actually I only got to walk along side of 2 of them) Isaac, Taylor and Zac Hanson. Went to their concert afterward which featured Sherwood, Steel Train, And Hellogoodbye. If you want a life changing experience, definately take a walk, you can find one in your area by going to Take The Walk and search up your state there! Not a day goes by that I don’t think about how much my shoes really mean to me. Walked through snow barefoot even, and that’s enough to get you thinking.
I tried for NaNoWriMo, but only got 28,000 words written. For those of you who don’t know, NaNoWriMo stands for national November writing month, in which, thousands of people try to write a novel, or 50,000 words in the month of November. That was exciting.
World war 3 nearly broke out at my house because of a laundry mishap and me walking from the bathroom to my bedroom in a towel. The outcome of that? I got kicked out of the house. I have to start searching for a place by the first of the year. I don’t mind though, I’ve over stayed my welcome and was just basically waiting for the kick out to happen lol. I’m not stupid, I’ll take advantage of $400 rent here without utilities anyday, but now it’s time to husstle.
My brother and his family came over for thanksgiving bumping our guest count up to 16 people. That was really nice. My dad and brother haven’t spent a thanksgiving together in 30 years! So it was a real joy to have the family together. Not to mention, finding out that our family line leads back to the first Mayflower voyage, thanksgiving this year had a whole different meaning to us.
Besides that, everything else is pretty much the same. Job’s going as stressfully as can be and I’m loving it, my life is beautiful, and I am wishing your hollidays will be grand! Time to get working on my Christmas gifts (handmaking all of them, have 20 people to make for and only have 2 things done..eek!)
<3,
xoxo!
Correct me if im wrong
Just had a good talkin with mama. Jake picked me up for a date today and when he arrived, he looked a little angry. I could only guess it was because I asked him to pick me up at 5:30 instead of picking me up after he got off work at 4. Now, I understand how he could have been agitated by it because he lives 20 miles away, and he’d have to drive all the way back to pick me up, but I’m a night owl, work nights, literally can’t fall asleep until 6am or after and I don’t like waking up early on my days off for anything. Especially when I’m PMSing (which I so happen to be at this moment, consisting of fatigue, upset tummy, and just feeling blah and bitchy all over).
Anyway, we’ve been dating for (this month on the 23rd will make it…) 11 months, so he should know this by now, right? And, I gave him a choice of getting together tonight or tomorrow night. He just happened to pick tonight (his Friday), so he’s been up since 5am, himself being tired and bitchy from work, it would have been better planned if he said for tomorrow, when he could have slept and timing wouldn’t be an issue for either of us…
I’m getting off track here (I blame Taylor). Mama asked why he was mad, so I told her what you just read. Mama asked me if I couldn’t get up earlier so I can get ready by the time he gets off of work to pick me up. My reply?
I have to get up early for him when he hasn’t even once gotten up early for me? He hasn’t woken up to come and take me to breakfast before his shift starts at 6 am? Getting up at 3am instead of 5am isn’t in his mind, so why should I be the one to always get up early for him? On my days off to boot!
(I paused at this moment, for dramatically effect, or to take a puff from a cigarette, I’m not sure anymore, but then I continued). I already have taken unpaid days off of work for him willingly so we can spend time together, asking him to allow me my sufficient sleep time really isn’t something to get angry about.
Now, most girls won’t admit it, but I will. Though the female species can be believeable when it comes down to acting like we aren’t looking past tomorrow, and most of the time we aren’t, we still have the uncanny ability to be thinking of the future at the same time, giving the male species what can be likened to, an “interview.”
I told mama, I said, I’m only thinking of the future as well. If we are living together then, I’m definately not going to be getting up early for him every day. I’m going to continue living my life as I do now. He knew that he was dating a person with a sleeping habit that’s unlike other people, he has been made fairly aware of that since I started working with him over a year ago, and he’s delt with it on a weekly basis for almost a year. If we were to move in together, I don’t want him thinking that I’ll be sacrificing the way I live happily for him, as I don’t expect him to sacrifice his way of living for me.
Along those lines, I also brought up (though I can’t remember how I got on this tangent with her) that I am his first and only girlfriend, part of the reason I’m not so willing to change is because I don’t want to get into something 5 years down the road to have him tell me he wants to see other people. That I’m fine with, expectant I guess you can say, but I’m cool with it.
With that, I also started in on wondering about him being a security guard that’s getting paid 10 dollars an hour for the rest of his life or if he’s going to try to make something else of his life. I plan to, I know I need to make more than 10$ an hour to survive in this world. If I am to get up early on my days off for the love of my life, he’s going to have to be making enough to order a combo meal instead of sticking to the dollar menu.
Ok, ok, I didn’t say that last part, but it sounded good, right?
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Anyway, to cut this story short, and my friends are sick of hearing it (cause they do on a weekly basis), I’m sick of everyone knowing I’m a legit night owl, knowing that waking up early is hard for me, but I’m expected to, to fit into the “normal” people’s schedules, yet getting shit in return so I strongly believe my case and evidence trumps anything anyone has to say about it.
When my Huggy bear wakes up early for me, I’ll wake up early for him. I love him to death, don’t get me wrong, he’s The One, but sleep is just a little more important for my sanity.
<3,
Xoxo!
