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Another surreal day. I was off from work, came back home after dropping Warren off at school and while I was online contemplating getting ready for a shower, RB shows up. HE is not allowed here by terms of the restraining order from our last fight. So I didn't engage him but called the cops on him.
He saw the cops and asked me to please let him sneak out. I let the cops in, and they busted him going out the back door. I should be thrilled, but instead I feel like crap.
I am so sick of the drama, and now a friend of mine is stirring up old ghosts on board I love to hang out at, and have some great friends at. I am just so sick and tired of drama everywhere. I want to go to bed for a week and not do a damn freaking thing.
I have a friend trying to get me to move out west (Seattle area), and I am strongly considering it, but I am also scared to death at the thought of leaving the only state I've ever lived in. Right now I'm not in a place to make any decisions about anything, but the idea of going out there for a week or so to check it out sounds better and better. Esp once RB is away for good, which shouldn't be too far off, if I am lucky.
Blech.. Just once I wish I could be one of the normal people who's biggest drama is who left the cap off the toothpaste, or whose turn it is to do the dishes.
Later today, I have another meeting with Warren's teachers and staff to go over his testing results and stuff. The new meds seem to be working great, though his appetite seems to be comming back in bits. Yesterday he was dying for supper and couldnt' wait, then once it was served he ate a couple pieces of garlic toast, two bites of spaghetti and was full and didnt' even want pumpkin pie (his all time favorite).
I can't even think right now. I just feel numb.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Daily Dumbass: stupid ex, who doesn't learn
Thankful For: Warren was at school and not at home
Music of the mind: : none this time
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.