Bring kleenex please
...written on 2004-10-11, @ 10:44 p.m.
I went home for the long weekend. In some ways it was good...in other ways it was bad. Sometimes I feel like I don't belong there anymore. That it isn't my home. I haven't been back in over a month, and the fighting I had with Hillary who I never fight with and conversations with my mom made me uncomfortable. Like...Saturday morning when I sat down at the kitchen table she looks at me and goes "Whose shirt is that?" I was wearing one of the t-shirts Thomas gave me that used to be his. So I said it was his. The look she gave me was weird. I had told her I got old tees of his and stuff.
I didn't work that much...just to train the new girl. Saturday night for some reason I came down with a cold. So all day Sunday my nose was all ewwie and runny and stuff so I could only stay to train her and then I went home.
I really hate being sick. And I have a feeling this will end up being bronchitis. That is what happened the last time and it looks like this will turn out the same way. I already had to take my inhaler once tonight.
My bed is going to be soooo warm! Flannel sheets and a blankie make is soooo nice. I won't even know that the windows are open!
Bedtime now.