I don’t miss anymore. I’ve been missing things too long. I’ve gotten so used to it. I just hope now. Hope that I don’t have another breakdown. My breakdowns consist of me clenching my knuckles and crying the ugliest cry possible on my pillow and Michael just goes, “baby why can’t you stop crying” and I just say, “because!” and never finish my sentence. Then I snap out of it and fall asleep.
He’s been such a good boy this week. I’m gonna miss him when I’m at work :( I wish his leg gets better he’s been limping for 5 days. 😓😫😢😩
There are nights after work where I just lay on my couch until I get the drive to do something. However I’ve been noticing that I just get all fucking emotional and blame it on different things but I know the real reason. I know why I’d rather lay here and think than get up and do the dishes because one, I deserve a dishwasher and two, I fucking miss you. No matter what, it’s always you.
Stage 5 Clinger
Money Myth #2: Money can’t buy happiness
Buying homes, cars and gadgets brings quickly diminishing returns in the happiness department. But purchasing experiences and giving to charity have a much longer shelf life for our well-being, research suggests. “Even something small, like going out for a meal or little shifts in how you spend $5 or $10 can bring more happiness to people … because experiences are more emotionally involving” than simply buying “stuff,” Harvard University researcher Michael Norton told Boston magazine.
See the rest of the money myths we busted here.
Dog helps firefighters fell tree in Holland
I love randomly going places and bands perform like this. It’s so entertaining!! They’re called the RatTraps from New York. Tried looking them up but maybe I’m spelling it wrong. Just look at that cutie with the plaid shirt and hat. 😘
Three summers in Delaware and hopefully the last one because I’m done with the East Coast.I’m ready for the West.