Oo lah lah lah

Dear Laura,

Please stop liking Charlie. I can see no good coming out of this. He’s 18 and will be leaving this summer, I just…

…oh bah do what you want. Don’t listen to me, I know nothing.

Dear Nowhereman,

I worked yesterday, again. I know this , I know…that I DO NOT want to work in an office when I am older. Well, at least not the sort of work I’ve been doing. I hate paper. I hate phones. I hate checks. I HATE numbers. I hate coffee. I hate hate hate hate hate it.

It really hit me last night. As I sat on the kitchen floor talking to Mom, who was chopping some lettuce, I realized how much I hate this job. I started crying of course, man I hate my emotions…

…the evening was fine before then. The girls and I were home alone so we goofed off and went out for Chinese. We were going to see a movie, but we decided against it.

So we just sat and talked for like three hours. Eating Chinese food…drinking tea…t’was good. We realized it was time to go when I was setting the check holder thingy down and knocked over my glass of water. The girls and I just started at it, started laughing, and I said “I think its time to go.” I got a “Yup.” In unison from the girls, and that was it.

Ha, it was fun before my little break down in the kitchen I guess. But hey, its me kids, I think we’ll be fine.

Oh….I have to say this though…its getting warm here. The snow is melting.

That makes me happy.