A lot of my clients ask me how I found out my career was my passion. Thinking back to grade school I saw it as a hobby. Meaning I didn't mind getting paid for it or not because I love doing it. Of course that is if $ didn't exist.
They need to add a stressed out option to the categories.
Sometimes I think he will leave me already. Sometimes I feel like he would stop talking to me or got tired of me. But then I remember that he had flied and travelled thousand miles for me and to see me. Patiently waited me everyday for hours. Go out even if he is not feeling well and he is the guy who would do something to make you smile. He may not be a flower and chocolate type of guy but he is so sweet.
I like thinking and analysing but I'm not good at it at all. I never manage to make my ideas into anything useful. I'm just dumb.
I woke him up. I knew this would happen. My step-brother moved in on Friday. We’re sharing my room. He sleeps on the top bunk, I sleep on the bottom bunk. Last night, I was tossing and turning so frantically due to another nightmare that he woke up and asked me what was wrong. It was three in the morning. I feel bad. I know moving in with us in hard on him and that he’s having a tough time adjusting to everything, and now, on top of that, he has to share a room with a guy who has nightmares almost every day. I’m not going to make things harder for him than they already are. So I’ve decided that, until I stop having nightmares, I’m going to sleep on the couch in the living room. I won’t bother anyone there. And plus, I go to bed the latest out of everyone in our house, but I also wake up the earliest, so I doubt anyone will even notice that I’m not sleeping in my bed anymore. God, I really feel like such a nuisance sometimes.
It's been over a year since I moved less than an hour from the beach and I've only been twice. Neither time I got in the water. But I need to go. Hopefully before Memorial Day so its not too crowded. I want to get in the ocean. I want to lay on the beach and relax with my fiance. I want a souvenir from one of the tourist shops, like a mug or T shirt. There are three beaches within an hour's drive I can go to. Maybe next weekend or the weekend after.
My bf just told me I was drooling on his arm when I was napping please kill me this is so embarrassing
Can someone help me my phone contacts is synced with moms. How do I change that I have a iPhone and she has a galaxy. Idk how that happened
I'm a slow walker but I never walk back.
fuck... some days I wish my husband and older children would take some fucking responsibly around here. the poor animals don't even get fed or cleaned unless I do it or remind the children daily. I am so burnt out from work then I come home and do everything. the only one that tries is my 7 year old....