Monday, September 11, 2017

Random Thoughts

It feels so good to be caught up with some things. Keeping my head above water is sometimes a struggle some days more than others in various ways, but I feel a little caught up. I almost wished I would have waited another month or two before I moved. I would have been more prepared, had more saved, and might not have had to take out at least one loan. I really wanted to be more settled with Mitzi before starting school, but I've been working too much. I was so anxious to get out of Cumberland. I guess I would rather be in the more stressed condition I'm in, than to have waited another month, but trying to have a better budget is easier said than done with things coming up. I hope I will be able to afford myself better soon. I at least got a load off of my to do list this past week, and even cleaned out my microwave which wasn't even planned. I have some magazines from July to catch up on, but its good to get more out of the way in my free time so that when I have the free time it feels like actual free time where I can kick back and relax. Free time is highly valued with me lately which has been a little taken for granted in my younger years. I just don't have it enough. I'm still anxious that I have to refrain on my crafting this year because I probably am out of time with the more local ones and need to get caught up on my bills. I just can't stand the thought of having all of these scarves and hats during the fall season that I keep in my own storage shelves. I have a crafting consignment shop in Cumberland where I have some display, but sales there aren't as comparable to sales at festivals. I may have the time to look at a few local consignments, but a lot look too much like a thrift or pawn shop where people are looking for something super cheap. I may eventually look through more art/craft or boutique stores, but some researching takes a good bit of time. If I found one, I'd still have to plan for it in a more thorough way where I will have to have a more organized inventory. Thoughts thoughts,.... still don't know where I'm going to keep the rest of my stuff. I might want to plan a home party, but the parking is very sketchy here and I'm so afraid that they will tow someone's car. It is a bit of a walk to park in a further public parking lot..... Drama. Don't I want somebody to love? Shouldn't I better find somebody to love? Sometimes it's nice to not have to stress as much over some men. I'm still stressed with Mike and it probably will be likely for it to fade out. I can't stand feeling stabbed in the heart and I don't like it when I have to stab a man in the heart either. Right now, if it looks to be any sign, the question is: how much am I going to leave Mike for dead? I seriously don't believe any stories with child pornography. Maybe it is someone else's structured vindication where they are either being too ridiculous about his original comment of wanting to treat me like a child, or he was running his mouth again where he was having the same foulmouth and now he has to eat his own words for keeping me screwed around with and lusted after hostage. I'm glad that they said it was false info where he wasn't my "Jack Nicholson." That was a good sign. But that's the judgmental slander he gets for running his mouth with me and wanting to call me a child. I don't know. It isn't my structure though. Other than smacking him around for being a gang banger, if I could choose my punishment to him, I'd want him to be forced to see it my way and smacking him around a little with the karma and eye for an eye. I really do hate the way people believe in karma and eye for an eyes because some people are so inadequate with how they would compare with the eye for an eye. When some people just don't understand how betraying it feels and the stab in the heart it is to be gang-banged, it is like: do whatever it takes to make them wake the fuck up. I can't stand the way some men don't get if they are supposedly into a woman, they should act like it and act like they have some real value for her. I don't like it when some men like the relationships where there is a lot of fighting, bickering, polar opposites and at negative odds. Why do they feel the thought of relationships should be so made fun of? What was ever so wrong with romance or mutual friendliness? I probably am taking myself too far with Mike right now, but I just didn't think the most basic and normal loyalty I would at least ask for was never asking for too much. Of course, I probably do ruin the rest of the thought with the way I verbally assaulted him back and told him I would keep him murderously dogged as the last gangbanger and wanted to rape his wallet. He might want to recognize just how much of a stranger his is to me and I am to him, but if a man means to keep a woman gang banged, what is there to ask or expect of his loyalty? I've mostly been his quiet hostage this past week and still feel at a dead end where there just hasn't been any resolve: I've only been a hostage. My heart breaks some with the thought of him being a sleaze with and keeping other women played with me, but I havn't given myself anymore hope of thinking he would come around or meet any of my expectations. Hope hurts. I can't always keep myself from hurting over him being a player, but with my continued lack of hope, things will probably fade more in a certain amount of time. ...............As much as I have finished my to do list, I still have other things left to do...signing off....