Every Day

Diaries are supposed to be written in every day. Well, they don't HAVE to be, but it's nice to end the day jotting notes on things that happened during the day. So much is forgotten, as well it probably should be. But if it's written down... then it's always there to look back on and not clutter up your 'personal hard drive'... PHD. LOL

So what DID happen this week that I want to remember?

The car broke. Josh fixed it. Joe helped. Well Joe did the work and Josh found a way to pay for it, for now.

I got up to lvl 46 in 'the game'... Last Chaos... very addicting... and usually how I end my day... killing things! LOL

Been off the Zoloft now for almost 2 weeks. My head hurts so bad... like being in a vice. And the tears are coming easier again. Maybe I was meant to be this sensitive... always have been. Does that mean I was depressed at age 3? Who knew?

OH... big one! Josh went to DMV... took the written and vision parts of his test... PASSED! He goes back September 23... just in time to not have to go to driving school... for the driving part. So proud of him.

After that we... Josh, Nicole, and me... went to Milford to visit for a few hours. I took pictures of the gardens. Was nice to see Mom and Bunny, Lizbet and Matthew... even though Mom is Mom and still says those things that hurt... "You're so dark"... "you and Katharine would be so much happier if you had a breast reduction"... "what are you going to do with a boat? Oh you're not!" I want to know WHY does she do that?

Today is Jillian's birthday. She would be 20. Must go leave her a message on her MySpace and on FindAGrave. We miss her.

When It Rains

Well... that's how the cookie crumbles!

Went out to the car this afternoon... doctor appointment for Josh to check his ear... turned the key... Josh heard a 'skwoosh' sound... got out to look... huge puddle of oil under the car. Now what? Joe called his brother... said it sounds like thrown rod. How could that be? It had oil in it. Must be something else. Couldn't it be something simple like a busted hose?

And Joe found out that his mail is not coming to the house anymore. Well it shouldn't be! HE DOES NOT LIVE HERE! So why do I have to be the one to get his mail for him? I don't! Can't he go out and make a new friend that he can use? He won't be able to fix things for me when I get caught out. Not fair. I just want life to be easy... simple... the way it used to be.