A good day to clean

Current mood: irritated

Last night with the folks was exhausting. It’s odd - talking about everything with people who knew her is at most times comforting. Talking about everything with people who didn’t know her just gets me upset and cranky. I had to jump into this space too fast of acting like she died a long time ago so I can talk about the happy reminiscent shit because I don’t want to show how raw things really are. Sorry folks, lost my best friend. Gonna get a little irrational at times.

When I woke up still in that mood — the kind of mood where I want to punch something — I decided to stay home. I’m fine. Just feisty.

Also woke up with the thought that if someone breaks in again I won’t even know what’s missing, and there was a large break-in yesterday across the street. By the way, I’ve lived in this neighborhood for 9 years and hadn’t heard of a break-in until this summer. This is ridiculous.

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