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So most college kids seem at least kinda excited to go home for the
summer. I, on the other hand, cried when I started unpacking my
stuff in my room at home. I didn't want to be here. I
wanted to be in Boston. With people that wanted me there
too. Unlike my sister.
Ok, look, I don't want to be here, you don't want me here...at least we agree on that. I'll stay out of your business if that's what you want. If I could logistically let you have MY room, I would, but right now I just have too much stuff. But hopefully this will be my last summer at home, so in September you can have my room for good. Okay? Please, Tracy, let's be at least cordial this summer. I just don't want to be miserable for 4 months.
So now that I'm done on that tangent...
Since the first night back, things have been better. I don't feel like jumping back in the van and driving back. I've actually slipped back into the flow around here. Monday, I got to sleep in, then unpack, run errands with Mom, and go to Rita's recital. I got to hear her solo and ensemble piece, and I'm proud of her for doing so well. Today, I got up, dropped my car off to get a new exhaust, and then was supposed to help Dad, but the school had their dates wrong. So we went back and picked up my car (which is no longer so loud...YEA!). Dad put the lawn mowers together, so I got to do that from like 10 to 1. Grandma even gave me $10 for doing her yard too (gas $$). And then I came in...so that brings me to now. I need to unpack more. My room looks like a tornado ripped through here. UG. You all know how organized I am, so this is beginning to drive me crazy. So with that I will go.
Missing that dirty water like crazy...
<3
Ok, look, I don't want to be here, you don't want me here...at least we agree on that. I'll stay out of your business if that's what you want. If I could logistically let you have MY room, I would, but right now I just have too much stuff. But hopefully this will be my last summer at home, so in September you can have my room for good. Okay? Please, Tracy, let's be at least cordial this summer. I just don't want to be miserable for 4 months.
So now that I'm done on that tangent...
Since the first night back, things have been better. I don't feel like jumping back in the van and driving back. I've actually slipped back into the flow around here. Monday, I got to sleep in, then unpack, run errands with Mom, and go to Rita's recital. I got to hear her solo and ensemble piece, and I'm proud of her for doing so well. Today, I got up, dropped my car off to get a new exhaust, and then was supposed to help Dad, but the school had their dates wrong. So we went back and picked up my car (which is no longer so loud...YEA!). Dad put the lawn mowers together, so I got to do that from like 10 to 1. Grandma even gave me $10 for doing her yard too (gas $$). And then I came in...so that brings me to now. I need to unpack more. My room looks like a tornado ripped through here. UG. You all know how organized I am, so this is beginning to drive me crazy. So with that I will go.
Missing that dirty water like crazy...
<3