I guess being home alone all weekend isn’t so bad. I don’t feel too terrible that the house is a disaster, that I’ve eaten everything in sight and that I didn’t cook anything. I’ve watched tv for almost ten straight hours, well, I’ve listened to the tv for ten straight hours, while painting and… eating. A lot. I really hate the Secret Life, but Netflix doesn’t have many tv series so I’m watching absolutely mindless tv where kids do stupid things over and over. Stupid. Oh well. I don’t have the car so I can’t really go anywhere so it’s been a great opportunity to focus on this painting. I really hope that I can make some money off of this art. I would really like a dog- just for companionship.
It would be really awesome to have a walking buddy too, at least to feel safe. This city has a safety rating of 7 out of 100. I kid you not, everytime I go grocery shopping, there are cops there. The other night, some guy was going 60-80 miles and hour in a 25 mile an hour zone and hit a van. After careening off, he broke into someone’s house and hid in the attic. Every cop was on the scene. Rape and violent crime are twice the national average. There are drugs everywhere in this neighborhood. I just really wish I could get walking again- I don’t to feel like a prisoner in my own home. Erg, it’s very frustrating.
I get used to the loneliness more and more everyday, but it isn’t preferable. I really wished I could have gone this weekend, but I really don’t want to complain. There is nothing worse than a complaining spouse, but I really wish I could have gone. And I really wish I could have a dog. And I really wish laundry didn’t crawl into random crevices, or at least fold itself. And the dishes did themselves, but alas, they do not. So, I shall stay up to a ridiculous hour and just clean things and work out.
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