Boundaries & Tiredness

It's been a rough week.

It was a lousy commute.
It's 6:50pm and I'm just now getting home.

I do not like coming into my home to find a strange man in my kitchen putting security sensors up on my walls without having been informed ahead of time.

I do not like finding the dregs of my daughter's bowl of cereal sitting next to my computer.

I am not looking forward to taking the daughter out shopping this evening, but my parents' 50th anniversary party is tomorrow and she needs something nice to wear and the expedition earlier this week was unsuccessful. There are also Father's Day cards to be purchased, since we'll be celebrating with my family tomorrow night after the anniversary party.

I had been looking forward to the party, since a lot of old and dear friends of the family will be there, but now what I want most to do is run away to a hotel room for the weekend and be alone and continue to process and journal and rest.

Tomorrow after the party my daughter and I will go look at the duplex near my office. The most desired move-to location called today to say they finally had openings, but they are two bedroom units near the pool with rent of $1,900/month -- and that's with a year's lease. No. I'm not going to do that.

I don't want to be a grownup tonight, much less the grownup.
I don't want a stranger poking around my house while I feel like this.
I can't even relax now that I'm home.

I'm all raw nerve endings right now and I have no shelter.

Met My 3-Day Donation Goal!

Thanks to an unexpected donation from a cousin,
I now have more than the minimum required fundraising amount for the 3-Day:
$2,240!


I really need to start training again.


And get my medical release form turned in.