Drowning
Packing sucks. I have clothes out the wazoo (when on earth did I get them all?!?!) I took three garbage bags to the local Episcopal thrift store and my bed was still covered with clothes. I don’t even want to think about how long this is going to take. The good news is that my Dad managed to get the storage unit/bed concealer put together in the large studio apartment where I will be living. It looks awesome and really divides the room well so that I will have a private space between my bed and a living area. Yay. The bad news is that I went out with some friends tonight and Chapin called halfway through. Chastised me for leaving Pumpkinhead with my parents and made me feel bad. I should have hung up on him before he could take a breath!









July 27th, 2008 at 7:00 am
Yes, what is the world coming to, a child being watched by his abuelos? Shocking! Sounds like your parents are really being there for you.
July 27th, 2008 at 8:32 am
I think he was really chastizing you for going out, doing something for yourself, and having a little fun of your own. So I say don’t let him make you feel bad - you’re moving on with life in order to take that power away from him!
And as for the clothes - I have way too many too, and yet I never have anything to wear. A paradox of being a woman I suppose.
July 27th, 2008 at 11:54 am
Ditto Sara and Andrea.
July 27th, 2008 at 7:33 pm
You have your own place and you’re turning it into a home. That’s great news. Yeah, the circumstances might suck, and it’s a lot of work, but you are making it all happen.
July 28th, 2008 at 10:14 pm
It’s been way too long since I caught up! Congrats on the divorce, the move, the new apartment, and your newfound freedom!