So, I have decided that July is probably not my month. With my first year anniversary of my Mothers passing and the awful memories of the 15 days prior to her death rushing in to my head, I decided not to go in to work and medicate myself heavily. Its helped..somewhat…but its only going to get harder as July 16th approaches.
Either way, Karate Kid tried AGAIN to do something last minute. I have told him numerous times that with school and everything going on, its very hard for him to say “Hey lets do something in FIVE HOURS OK?” dfjkghgffdgjsdf Yet he continues to do it.
So today I told him. Again. I can’t do that during a summer semester, let me know 2-3 days in advance and I am golden. But hours? No. No no no.
His response “I give up then.”
I should be upset but to be honest? Fine. Good. It was stressing me out having to say no, I can’t meet you for coffee IN THE MIDDLE OF MY CLASS. Seriously? I was very respectful of his schedule since hes married etc but he did not seem to feel the same way.
That leaves me down to two SDs, Camper and Boston. I list Boston because today he brought up me visiting again and he has to look at the logistics of it. The moment of “Why did you short me?” is fast approaching.
After my semester is over, I plan to dive back in to the sugar bowl like before. Two summer classes plus feeling out POTs like I was before is just too much