bury me under blankets and pretend I’m not here
It’s so weirdly quiet and lonely. Am possessed by urgent need to go to Target and spend great quantities of money on brainless celebrity magazines and high-calorie, low-nutritive-value snacks. Have at least stopped crying.
Trying desperately not to think of bad things that could happen without my being there to stop them.
God. It’s like being dumped. I thought this was supposed to taste like freedom but it’s sour, instead.
July 6, 2006 | Filed Under other
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I don’t know what to say … how about use his credit card?
just think of all the stuff you can catch up on… phone calls to friends without being distracted, finishing a good book, or rearranging your furnature. I think everyone needs some alone time every now and again. Besides, as we all know… absence makes the heart grow fonder.
then again, if you think what i’m saying is a bunch of bull, then drive out to Ohio and meet me at Cedar point tomorrow!! that will keep you occupied and having a good time!
Hey sorry I’m in a different timezone from you (I live in Ireland, Europe) so this message is going to be delayed. I don’t have kids (yet) so can only imagine, and I think stupid advice is no good to you about filling in your time. Just count the days down and cross one off every day and when you meet your lovely baby and hubbie again you will be so happy. It won’t be long………..x
I agree with getting out and having a good time. Or at least keeping yourself busy. Just not too busy that you don’t eat and end up with a big migraine. I speak from experience, woman. That totally screwed my weekend then because I felt like crap and couldn’t watch my movie!
I think you’ll feel better tomorrow, after a nice night of sleeping underneath all the blankets and pillows.
aw, woman.
xoxo.
Thanks, guys.
I am trying to remember to eat. Although last night I was trying to remember not to eat too much.