It's March. It is March and as I watch the snow melt out of my driveway you know that I am thinking...
WTH. Talk about
March Madness. Not only is it snowing, its cold here. I long for the sun beating on my head. For sweat, yes the kind that comes from just being
too damn hot.(
Not working out).I long for long days and short nights. For riding with my car windows down, or with my air conditioner on. Oh wait...the news says it's going to be
75 here this weekend...
wth !!!
Pneumonia weather is what my grandmother called it. Still, I wish it would make up it's mind and just decide on warm, maybe even
hot.
Other than the freezing of thine ass, my love life is holding on by a thread.Although, I have chosen to forgive his mother ( as I said I would from the beginning, I just don't
forget) something is still missing. From our conversations, our time together is strained. Or at least that is how I am feeling. I try to express what I am feeling and I don't think I am getting through. And I am a
great communicator. It's almost as if he wants to pretend that it never happen. Seriously, because now that I think about it, if it was mentioned I'm the one that brought the subject up.
You all know that I have asked God to grant me patience. And he has, I am soooo much better than I was. But, I also have
ADD and I didn't ask for help with that and right now, I'm feeling antsy...the struggle continues....
Stay Blessed!!!