Personal Journal

Okay, It sucked

Yes, it sucked since it was Christmas.
There pretty much wasn't any way around it.
I wrote the letter to the woman who doesn't yet know Jean is passed, and included some pictures.
I had frozen pizzas, because those are good any time - a comfort food of mine.
And I'm watching football.

I talked to my mom, and it was as irritating and disappointing as it usually is. I so dislike that woman, I wish I had the courage just not to bother with her anymore.

I got packed up for the road trip tomorrow, and I'm nervous about the road trip. I wish to hell someone could go with me and share the burden. My issue is getting sleepy, and I'll just have to pull over frequently as necessary.
My other issues are having bad weather, driving at night some times, and getting pulled over. Note to self - take it at 75 man.
Tomorrow I have to get all the way across eastern Colorado, all of Kansas, and a couple hundred miles of Missouri, but that's the hardest leg.
I hope to hell I haven't forgotten anything.

I'm lonely.
I'm depressed.
I'm not looking forward to the trip.

It is never too late to be what you might have been. -- George Eliot
Courage to start and willingness to keep everlasting at it are the requisites for success. -- Alonzo Newton Benn