#trudging along

[gennsoup]

Everyone is trudging along With as much dignity, courage And style As they possibly Can.

Hafiz, I Follow Barefoot

[mika-emberwood]

[auxilleryverbs]

Been kicking ass at the gym and redid the spread in my journal💕

[heidiamalia]

Hnnnff

May have figured out the kinks in writing.

Still working on the life thing though.

[sunshinykittens-blog]

Welcome Fall... Is it Thanksgiving yet?

October 2

I’m sitting at this all night coffeehouse so late because the kids are being preteens and arguing with their mother about going to bed. I told Sunny I was just running out for a gallon of milk. Would it make me a bad father if I never went back?

Has it been a week since I last posted anything? It feels so much like a month. I’ve been working steadily for Acme, almost all office work, and the night that Sunny worked I was in charge of that zoo. Yeah, SOOOOO glad my kids are grown and on their own. I don’t know that I could do the raising a family thing again. I can’t even count how many times I said “Joey, get off the fire escape!” that night.

And the messes! The usual teenage “I don’t know how to wash a bowl” and “somebody stole my backpack”, and let’s not forget the laundry all over their rooms. This weekend, those kids learn how to use the laundry room in the basement of the building. Laundry may be my favorite household chore, but I refuse to spend my good money washing something that only sat on the floor all week.

But Sunny, I must say, her messes this past week take the cake. Like the day she got into a wrestling match with an industrial copier. I had just mopped the living room and kitchen when Miss Fleming from the agency called to warn me she was on the way home. I met her at the front door to the building with her robe and demanded she take off what she had on. There was no way I was going to have my hour of cleaning wasted! And then there was the soda cans. Lucky for her, the job was walking distance. She might have gotten permanently stuck to the subway car.

I’m really trying to be a good friend and roommate, to not be the grumpy cat in the apartment, but it is so hard for me right now. I am used to living on my own with one cat. I could lock my door and ignore the pounding back home. Here I can’t do that, because my room is the living room. And I’ve been splurging on coffee in the mornings rather than fight over the last in the coffeepot at home.

I spent most of the weekend in the library. I guess I should tell Sunny and the kids where it is. One day, I might. But for now, it’s my sanctuary. I like to go there when things get hectic. Unfortunately, Sunny worries when I am out too late. She’s texting me now to ask if I’m OK or if I got kidnapped on the way home. I guess I should get the milk and head home. She will put out an APB on me if I am not there in the next 20 minutes.

Is it Thanksgiving yet?

[onedaymyflowergardenwillbloom]

I'm on the 2nd page of my essay and I have 4 more pages to go...I'm really tired so I kinda want to stop but not sure if I should continue... Urgh, it's not even due till Monday and I feel like I'm slacking for some reason.