Cotton Candy Grapes

Life has definitely threw so many curve balls at me recently and it’s difficult, honestly, to understand or not get hit by them all

I’ll start…

Mom moved out with her boyfriend, Richard, but her married boyfriend (I won’t get into that mess for now) decided to stalk me and my family to find her location and “talk” to her, which I doubt very much but in the end, mom is happier and I am too, because she’s nowhere near me AT ALL. It just makes it better because she never visited me when she lived close at all, because she’s just an absent mother that doesn’t have any maternal instinct, which she has told me, but it was creepy dealing with her ex married boyfriend James.

Started working at self checkout and while it can be easy, I’m always on my feet and helping customers but at the end, I’m no good at it despite an incident where too much of a rush and I wanted to cry about it. I didn’t which is great, but hella left me crying later at how I failed at it and later today, I have to deal with it again. I’m almost gonna ask never to be on self check anymore due to my mistakes.

Therapy is going well and I’m progressing in it.

Then, my husband and I’s relationship is great, though there is always some improvement from us both in terms of communication etc; the bad thing is that my over eagerness is what drives a lot of people away and I don’t mean it but people have a hard time accepting this attitude/behavior of mine even if there is no ill intent on it. Was completely dumped by a group of friends and tried to apologized and only made it all worse. I’m not giving up on my current obsession or my passion to write because of them, in fact, I’m not friends with Jamie.

Pinkie!My hair went from pink disaster to blonde disaster real quick, but in the end on the 8th, I’m fixing my hair and getting it done right but it’s gonna cost me some money and that’s what I’m saving up for, which I have enough for. I hope my hair can be salvaged not to mention the problems, more problems, I should say with the car. It’s frustrating at how much money we keep putting into our car and at the end of the day, we find out that my aunt lost her job and wasn’t appreciated by her employer which happened to me with those friends who rather care about shipping than actual real friends. It’s hard at my age, (31) to make meaningful friendships with people when surrounded by young adults and teenagers at work etc; I guess I don’t have the magic touch anymore. Oh well.

New things 

Then on the 15th, is my last day with the surgeon and it’s when I go on my 6 week diet and begin the surgeon-weight loss surgery in August, somewhere near my birthday, plus two weddings in September and October. Oh boy, and I recently lost a friend…complications from diabetes. He was always there for me and losing him was the hardest.  Loss is always so hard no matter how old you are. No matter.