Ugh. I am tired of sitting around. I have even done some laundry today....including sorting socks! Now, for one to sit and sort socks says a lot about how bored they are. Ok, in actuality, it's not really boredom causing me to go to suck extremes as to sort socks. It's this holiday weekend. I could say "I am so thankful for all that I have and blah blah blah". And I am. Thankful for all of that and more. I have beat breast cancer thus far. I have great people I live with. I have a home, a job, food on the table. What more could a person want? My dad. I want my dad back.
This was our first holiday without him. My mom went to my brother's house to visit for a few weeks, so she was not here either. It was very odd. It basically felt like we just invited Cathy over for a meal. The food was good, as was the company, but it felt wrong. We didn't have wine, as my dad would always bring over a bottle. Everything just seemed messed up. We went to our neighbor's house that night, and a sense of normality set in, which was good.
Oh oh. I have to stop for now. Too many emotions swimming around in my mind. Blurry keyboards and such. I may or may not continue this.