Why can't time stand still?
The boy friend has gone home, I had a wisdom tooth pulled out a week before he went, also I found out the day he was packing that my only grand parent had a stroke and was in hospital.
That was April 21st.
He went home on the 22nd.
Today is another bank holiday, and I find out that my grand mother has only 24 - 48 hours left to live. And again, the boyfriend is nowhere to be seen, deciding instead that shopping is more important. I guess he cannot handle situations of support very well. I nearly went to the hospital to have my tooth pulled out on my own, after he over slept. He only woke up as I was about to leave because he heard me moving around.
I ask myself this question a bit, "Am I doing the right thing, or am I putting myself into another situation that will turn out to be a disaster?"
I hope that time will tell the honesty on that one, I have never been good at making the right decisions for myself, yet when I come to help others, I am a wiz... what the hell is wrong with me?
So here I sit, waiting for my big brother to descend on my house and soon likely my mother will arrive. Do I go to work tomorrow, I don't even know. I don't have anyone to ask, and I sure as hell would like to know what I am supposed to do. I can't even cry..
He's getting ready to come back over in August. But first he is going to Florida, and Disney world, as a treat for his younger sister. I want to get away from it all.. I have really had enough at this moment in time. Trying to book a holiday to take my brood on their first one abroad.. nowhere special.. only to Spain.. but its a logistic nightmare.
Anyway I'm going to sound off.. supposed to be cooking dinner and sorting sleeping arrangements.
Adieu.
That was April 21st.
He went home on the 22nd.
Today is another bank holiday, and I find out that my grand mother has only 24 - 48 hours left to live. And again, the boyfriend is nowhere to be seen, deciding instead that shopping is more important. I guess he cannot handle situations of support very well. I nearly went to the hospital to have my tooth pulled out on my own, after he over slept. He only woke up as I was about to leave because he heard me moving around.
I ask myself this question a bit, "Am I doing the right thing, or am I putting myself into another situation that will turn out to be a disaster?"
I hope that time will tell the honesty on that one, I have never been good at making the right decisions for myself, yet when I come to help others, I am a wiz... what the hell is wrong with me?
So here I sit, waiting for my big brother to descend on my house and soon likely my mother will arrive. Do I go to work tomorrow, I don't even know. I don't have anyone to ask, and I sure as hell would like to know what I am supposed to do. I can't even cry..
He's getting ready to come back over in August. But first he is going to Florida, and Disney world, as a treat for his younger sister. I want to get away from it all.. I have really had enough at this moment in time. Trying to book a holiday to take my brood on their first one abroad.. nowhere special.. only to Spain.. but its a logistic nightmare.
Anyway I'm going to sound off.. supposed to be cooking dinner and sorting sleeping arrangements.
Adieu.