St. Patricks Day

My cancer girl passed away on the morning of Saturday March 16, 2013. She was and is still loved. That’s all I’ll say about that. At least, for now. When I get my feelings sorted out, maybe we’ll talk more about it . . . Maybe.

My weekend I drank a lot. So much so, I’ve vowed not to drink for a while. Then again, I do that every weekend. I slept a ton. A three hour nap Saturday afternoon, a thirteen hour night’s sleep that same evening. I was tired. My waking hours were spent playing a video games. One I’m not particularly good at nor that I find particularly entertaining. I plan to play it this morning until I have to go to work.

Right now, the free time is a tad disorienting. I’m unsure how to spend it. Snippets of life come now and again. Little tasks that need doing or that I feel I need to do. I’ll scribble up a to-do list this morning. We’ll try to get back into the swing of things. A couple hours a day of book making. Study just a little more to take that Accuplacer test for school. Just a little more, I’m tired of it hanging over my head. Apply to a better paying job over at the nearby facility. It’s a gubment job, so the excess paperwork is nauseating. “Taxing” is an adjective too apropo when describing the process. Recertificaiton for both my CPR and my CNA licenses is due soon.

Yeah, all that and those are the ones off the top of my head. If I dug a little harder, I’d find enough to be too much.

I’m gonna go shave and shower now. The weekend stink is clinging to me and I would like to rid myself of it.

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