I probably should not be writing right now...but I have had a really bad afternoon. Two minor things in the house that need to be done that most likely I would be taking care of even if Kev were here. It sort of just puts me over the edge. Really silly things, a microwave light bulb and a kitchen drawer that is in need of repair. Which kind of pisses me off considering I lived in the VA house for 6.5 years and we never had to repair any of our cabinetry.
I am so unhappy being in WA, I am trying to be patient but my patience is wearing extremely thin. This is not home, I am very lonely, I don't really even want to leave the house most days. It almost seems like my way home from wherever I was is just the worse.
I need to be responsible about this house and all that shit that goes with selling it. So it is that which makes my emotions hard. I would love to run and run far.
Just needed to vent, my memories of FL when I was having a bad day and maybe Brad and Jen were off with Rick, I would just drive along A1A and look at the ocean and hear the waves with all the windows open. In VA it is just plain pretty with all the trees and greenery and that would always put a smile on my face. But here in WA not so much, the landscape here just makes me long to be anywhere but where I am.