it’s raining today.
Still pensive – questioning the whys and wherefores of my life.
things are going well with Sam. he helped me clean the house yesterday. he likes to play Settlers (a game which I still need to see the *point* of…it is like Monopoly? with hexagons instead of rectangles? someone please help me.)
I’ve been spending more time with my mother since my dad moved away. I guess I need family around to be happy. this is otherwise good news.
Sam is ready to move in and I’m not really sure – that’s a huge step for me. I’ve always had my own place, even when I’ve quasi-lived with a lover. someplace I could go to and be me… personal alone time and yadda yadda.
I still need to finish my Americorps application and start looking for jobs. I would love another AmeriPosition. AmeriJob. I will need to get on that. My mom is helping me with accountability. (that’s a much nicer way of saying she’s nagging my ass.)
I think I will be subscribing to the weekend section of our local paper, the Spokesman-Review. Not because it’s a great paper, mind. I think the Inlander does a great job of keeping me informed on local issues. I mostly want the Sunday paper and comics and the TV section. *sigh* by all criteria, the Inlander is a far superior paper. I just want to read the paper on the weekends. too much newspaper is almost always exhausting – making piles of "paper" and junk ads" and "the sports sections which I really don’t read," etc. etc.
SAM IS EATING MY TOAST and TELLING ME WHEN I CAN BE HORNY. *sigh.* boys are dumb. (he’s also trying to make funnies. which is okay.)