Told You So. in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Nov. 1, 2002, midnight
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Yes. I told you I’d be back!

I would love to say that I’m here and I’m settled in and feel wonderful, but the truth is, I’m sitting amid mountains of boxes and paper and wires and cables and stuff I never even knew I had!

The good thing is, it’s fun to go through all this stuff and kind of “rediscover” some of the things that make me who I am.

The bad thing—I can’t find anything I’m looking for!!

I’d really like to just make up my bed in all it’s fluffy downy-ness. But I still haven’t found all of the bed components! I am ready to just fall into deep slumber. But I’m also frustrated because I feel so undone.

Undone. Yeah. That’s a good way to describe it. A bit lost and scared is another. And nervously excited is still another.

So much has happened over the last several days. Let’s see if I can sum it up this way:

Freezing cold weather + dreary rainstorms + plane delays + buckets of tears + gallons of alcohol + lots of parties + mass confusion + stress outbursts + unfamiliar faces + uncharted territories + bizarre business meetings + constant prayers = my life the past few days.

I do love my new place. I can’t wait to turn it into the Gingery Snappy kind of place that it has the potential to be!! Right now it’s a shambles. And I’m too tired to unpack more.

Notice how my computer is one of the only things I have unpacked? Notice how I’m up and running…..and with a new cable modem, no less?!

I did miss you.

I have so much to write. So, soooo much. But I think I’ll call it a night at this point and start fresh in the morning.

Now….if I could only find my jammies…


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