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First off, let me say Happy late Thanksgiving to my Canadian friends. I hope you had a good holiday.
I'm at a turning point in my life. I lost my mother almost a month ago (a month on the 25th) and she was only 43 years old. I inherited the house....technically....I have to clean up all the financial debt before I can say it's mine with pride. I'm in the middle of my moving my best friend into the basement, so he can help out financially. It was his idea. He's a damn good friend.
It's not my mothers death that inspired me to clean up my life really. It gave me the extra push, but I've been wanting to do certain things for a while now. I guess I just needed the extra push. First step is clearing up all the debt. Getting this house in good shape, so I can say it's mine with pride and also so that I'm not on the damn streets a year from now. I need a better job then the grocery store maintenance one that I have right now that only pays $8.50 an hour. THEN, I need to get in shape. Within the next year or two I am hoping to have had my first encounter with a T-Girl. This requires me to get in better shape. Aside from knowing that it would probably be harder to find someone if I am overweight, I also just don't feel comfortable with the way that I currently look. Certainly not comfortable with the way I look enough to step outside and try what I have been wanting to try for such a long time now. I need to also figure out what the hell that means for my almost 8 year relationship. I think within the next year or two that may be over....we're engaged, but I'm not totally sure we're as right for each other as we were before. She's stood by my side through thick and thin, and will always be my best friend. I'd kill for her. But I don't exactly think we're supposed to be together in that way for the rest of our lives. I think we would drive each other insane, and probably kill each other if we did get married. Three years tops is probably all it would take. In any case, I am only 25-years old....I have plenty of time left to get myself in shape and explore what I have wanted to explore for so long now.
Anyway...this is kind of a rant. I hope it doesn't annoy anyone. It's the first time I have posted in a while. And considering I'm going through a lot of crap, I just wanted to vent mostly.
I'm at a turning point in my life. I lost my mother almost a month ago (a month on the 25th) and she was only 43 years old. I inherited the house....technically....I have to clean up all the financial debt before I can say it's mine with pride. I'm in the middle of my moving my best friend into the basement, so he can help out financially. It was his idea. He's a damn good friend.
It's not my mothers death that inspired me to clean up my life really. It gave me the extra push, but I've been wanting to do certain things for a while now. I guess I just needed the extra push. First step is clearing up all the debt. Getting this house in good shape, so I can say it's mine with pride and also so that I'm not on the damn streets a year from now. I need a better job then the grocery store maintenance one that I have right now that only pays $8.50 an hour. THEN, I need to get in shape. Within the next year or two I am hoping to have had my first encounter with a T-Girl. This requires me to get in better shape. Aside from knowing that it would probably be harder to find someone if I am overweight, I also just don't feel comfortable with the way that I currently look. Certainly not comfortable with the way I look enough to step outside and try what I have been wanting to try for such a long time now. I need to also figure out what the hell that means for my almost 8 year relationship. I think within the next year or two that may be over....we're engaged, but I'm not totally sure we're as right for each other as we were before. She's stood by my side through thick and thin, and will always be my best friend. I'd kill for her. But I don't exactly think we're supposed to be together in that way for the rest of our lives. I think we would drive each other insane, and probably kill each other if we did get married. Three years tops is probably all it would take. In any case, I am only 25-years old....I have plenty of time left to get myself in shape and explore what I have wanted to explore for so long now.
Anyway...this is kind of a rant. I hope it doesn't annoy anyone. It's the first time I have posted in a while. And considering I'm going through a lot of crap, I just wanted to vent mostly.
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