Looks like March 27th 2004 was a big day for me. I had 3 blog entries which i will now read to myself and try not to reach out into the past and slap my dumb face. Entry #1 where i talk about painting my kitchen (at the time i was living in Old Saybrook and had moved into an apartment "as is") I talk about me calling D and him being cranky and snapping my head off. Then i got a text at 1am from his brother. hmmmmm. It says his brother then called me and we talked and he made me laugh and i asked myself "what is wrong with this picture?" HONEY. The second entry is me complaining that it shouldn't be his brother calling me, making me laugh and putting a smile on my face. It should be D. Who doesn't seem to give a care. I ask myself, am i thinking about this too much....I talk about how D constantly tells me what he's going to do and never actually does it. How when i point out that he cancels on me quite a bit he turns it around on me,...
Ramblings of a 50something woman