Ok, so it’s been a LONG time since I posted, and I apologize. But life’s been busy!
Let’s see, it has started out with me moving (only about an hour’s distance from each location). BUUUUT, boxes were labeled either “house”, or “storage”. Nothing was labeled kitchen, master bedroom, Becky’s room, bathroom, you know, things that would make sense.
So I have been going through boxes trying to figure out what is what, and what goes where. Even though I’m “moved”, I still feel like I’m living out of boxes.
On top of that, I recently lost my grandfather (it’s been like 3 weeks now). I was in the middle of the move when I lost my grandfather; which wasn’t really expected. But at the same time he was 96… Anyway, the day after we bury him I get fired for some asinine reasons. I really don’t think any of those things happened and doubt any of it is true. Everybody I’ve talked to, they don’t believe any of reasons I was given. Another thing that gets to me about that whole firing situation, is that I was never warned. I was never told complaints were made against me, that I wasn’t doing certain things right or not performing up to their expectations, or anything like that. Hear me out… NO WARNINGS WERE EVER GIVEN!!
Here I am, still living out of boxes because I didn’t label anything. No job, looking for a job, trying to deal with unemployment.
And then tonight, we have a mishap with the dogs. I have 3 dogs, all outside dogs. But, tonight one randomly attacked another one for no apparent reason. When this happened my father and I were looking for our 3rd outside dog that is now missing . I didn’t see much of him yesterday (but that is normal) and didn’t think anything of it. However at dinner time tonight when he didn’t show up I began to get worried. Whether he has passed away or got out, I don’t like the thought of either situation. So I’m worried about him and wondering what do I do about the other two… The only other scuffles they’ve had was over who germs what food dish. Nothing major… but tonight, someone drew blood. At least the cats are getting along acne acting normal for the most part. That’s good right?
The thing I think it is driving me crazy the most, is that I cannot find my makeup bag with just about all my makeup in it and I can’t find some of my clothes either. They got to be around here somewhere right??? Who knows where they are. I don’t know. I’m kind of at a point where I really don’t care. Maybe even slightly depressed, I don’t know.
Anyway, I’m going to quit my babblings. I hope this at least makes some kind of halfway decent sense. If not I’m sorry. I’m just trying to get things out and maybe get a few things off my chest and maybe get some sleep tonight. Like actual sleep and not this waking up every hour crap. I took some zquil last night, but that only lasted for a couple hours. So hopefully I’ll get some decent sleep. We shall see…
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