I was looking at my older pictures I had taken of myself, to monitor my progress, when I came to this realization:
My room entire apartment has been the same disorganized mess as it was when I started dating my boyfriend back in April of 2010.
This is not acceptable. I don’t think that I properly acknowledge the passage of time, and I also think that I am lazy. I’m fixing this. If I were him, I’d probably have broken up with me by now. Or at least, I would heavily not consider taking the relationship to any deeper of a level.
I’m going to fix this. I wish I didn’t have to be up at 5 AM tomorrow morning for work. I’m already freaking out and worrying.
The name of the blog has changed again, to mimic one of my favorite lines from one of my favorite plays. This is my personal life blog now, I guess. I’ll link the other ones on the side. The website I used to use for hair care now has their blogs disabled from being viewed on the front page, so I don’t really life blog there anymore.
Anyway.
I have the next two weeks to myself – I won’t be able to spend any of it with my boyfriend, because I’m working in preparation for the Super Bowl the next two Saturdays. I’m going to have this apartment spotless and everything moved out. I had an interesting situation where a friend moved in, but due to some crazy stuff like soldiers going AWOL and cars breaking down, she moved out to stay with family for awhile.
Yeah.
I also have a dog here whose owners I knew. I found him and took him in until they came back for him. I just found out a few days ago that they moved away. They dumped him and moved away.
Yeah.
Just… yeah. I take on too many problems when I haven’t sorted out my own. No longer.