I’m feeling kind of down today. I overheard at family game night that my mom is changing her name to her maiden name.
I ran into a woman in WalMart who seemed to know me even though I didn’t know her. It felt like she was somehow connected to my dad. My mom didn’t know the woman.
My mother’s grieving process is different from mine, and it’s sometimes hard not to get upset about her process. She acts like she’s having a mid-life crisis, reinventing herself and all.
My new roommate called me with complaints about my cat within 24 hours of moving in. Three words: the cat stays.
I need better emotional coping methods.
I think I’m about to eliminate men with children from my list of potentials. It’s not very often that they are actually “just” co-parents. They’re almost always emotionally (and otherwise) attached (to the ex)*sigh*
I think that’s enough for me. I think it’s the hormones that have me all out of sorts. I have spent the day in my room. Perhaps I will emerge to face the world tomorrow.