Grrrrr.

My blog is all effed up.  It's pissing me off because I don't know where to go to get help to fix it.  I post, I get an email in my inbox saying my post is posted...but my blog hasn't updated since March 9th.  Grrr.  Any suggestions would be appreciated.

Test.

Testing.

Content.

O my god this is where I need to be.  It is so amazing.

Home.

What does a person do when they are married to a person they love, but hate the place that they live?

I love being here in Illinois. I love it.  It feels so good.  It feels like home.  It feels like this is where I should be.  Of course, I'm a firm believer in if this is where I should be, something will bring me back here.  JDRW has family here.  On Saturday we went to a bbq and he actually had cousins his age to play with.  He has aunts and uncles and grandparents.  He's making cake pops with his aunt right now.  He doesn't have that where we live.  I mean, he has aunts and uncles that he NEVER sees.  He has a sister that he hasn't seen in 2 years.  Because they have big fat attitudes.

I love it that I can sit here on my computer or go to the fridge and grab whatever I want or go take a nap and no one is going to complain or question or whine.  I love it that everyone talks at the same time.  I love it that we can all argue like hell and then 5 minutes later it's all good.  I love it that in the morning you can open the windows for fresh air but by afternoon you have to crank up the ac because it's so hot.  I love it that my legs ache because I walked for 5 hours at the zoo.  I love how people help people here.

My skin feels good.  My heart feels full.

SadBroom.

Ok, so...

Lots of stuff going on in my life right now.  The highlights are:

I'm loving writing for the paper.  I feel all grown up.

I've been semi seeing Skye-although I'm really not sure I'm feeling it.  I don't know what it is...maybe I just learned my lesson last time and I'm not going to put myself out there again?  Then again, today is her birthday...maybe she's getting too old for me.  Ha!

I dropped my classes this semester.  My SAD got to me bad this semester.  I was seriously down and out for weeks.

I might-probably-go to Illinois for a visit in 2 weeks...holy crap...one week from today.  Crazy, but true.

I panicked about turning 40, had all of my hair chopped off, and started a new business.

No, your broom standing on end has nothing to do with anything except brooms can stand on end when you try to stand them on end.  It is creepy, but it has nothing to do with solar flares or equinox.  Check it here.

And, finally, during a writing assignment luncheon today (I felt so fancy), I saw THE most beautiful girl I've seen lately.  I did some quick research and I know her name-but I can't freaking find her on facebook.  It's just pissing me off.

That is all.

Piss.

Wow I am in a funk that I can not seem to dig myself out of.  It's worse than it's ever been.  Is it a midlife crisis? Seasonal Affective Disorder?  Menopause?  PMDD?  PMS?  WTF?

I'm having problems understanding the point.  I'm here, but I'm having trouble with my purpose.

My head aches just trying to comprehend and focus on anything.  Of course, my head has been aching for weeks.  So does my head ache because I can't focus?  Or can I not focus because my head aches?

I do know I'm tired of doing dishes and cleaning.  Fuck.  And I don't have an escape.  There's nothing that I have that's mine.  I need a sanctuary.   I need a room I can go into, lock the door, listen to my music and not have anyone bother me.  Yeah, right.  That's never going to happen.  I can't even piss without someone knocking on the door.