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  • Jan. 31, 2018, 2:36 a.m.
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Now Playing: The Curse of Oak Island

FiL is here. We had breakfast for dinner and are watching the “Holes” as I’ve been known to call it. He’s doing pretty well today! Lots of puppy snuggling and he’s super into the show.

I got into it with Condo President lady today. Well, not actually. I mean, I did shut the door in her face… anyway later on she came and apologized, which was appreciated. So hopefully that drama is over and she doesn’t egg her house and say we did it.

I didn’t write at all this weekend. Things were good. Went grocery shopping one day and then brought FiL out into the world the next. We went thrifting which DH and FiL love, so that was good. It was the first time I went out thrifting with them and didn’t have a massive panic attack. So that’s good. Looks like the Lexapro might actually be working. Woo!

I had the day off today, so no nanny babies. I painted my nails, panicked in the car about condo lady, and then did school work. I’m trying to stay as ahead of the game as I possibly can so that when we go to see my family I won’t have much to do.

Why is there a show called Hunting Hitler on the History channel? He’s dead. And even if he somehow hadn’t committed suicide, he’d be dead now. It’s been well over long enough. How are you hunting a dead guy? I don’t understand the premise.

It’s just a stream of consciousness entry kind of day. I’m tired and can’t think of a coherent story to tell.

PumpkinSpiceLatte seems to be doing really well in his new place. He’s working two jobs, one of which is at an old folks home. He has a new BFF named Frannie who is 102. He’s a hard worker and the sweetest of all the potatoes, so I’m glad to hear he’s doing well. Hopefully he can get the time from both of his jobs and come with us.

Speaking of the trip, DH wants to teach me how to drive his car so I can help on the road trip. I. Am. Terrified. His car is new and way too enthusiastic. My car makes me work for it. His just zips around without thinking about it. He wants me to drive on the turnpike. I know that that’s basically straight and all one speed but that speed is like 80 and I’m not about it. He needs a break though. It’s a 12-hour trip. I guess I’ll be conquering that fear so I can see my family. Plus if I had some crazy panic attack I know that he’d take over.

I’m just so excited to see everyone. It’s not that I don’t like my life up here and I desperately want a vacation… I just miss them. And I’m a little afraid that the remaining dog will keel over and die before I can get down there and I will be GUTTED.

I always forget how much I love typing and blogging until I do it. Then it’s like I don’t want to stop. I’m just creating more crap for me to sift through later when I wanna look back on this but god damn it’s just soothing to me. Plus I can type while looking at the tv and I haven’t even made any typos yet. Woo hoo, 7th grade keyboarding class!! I can’t remember how many wpm I could get… I wanna say 45. Not the best in my class but SOLID nonetheless.

Alright I gotta get back to the Holes, I think FiL thinks that I’m not paying attention… Which I guess I wasn’t. I hope to one day have something of value to say.

Today is not that day.

xx
ladylexapro


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