Pleasureboat

Well, I haven’t written in a while, and I apologize for that… To myself, mostly. But no, in case anyone was wondering, I haven’t yet moved out. But I think I have to. I don’t see how I can maintain my sanity any longer. The constant unpredictability, the complaints, the non-appreciation of the things I DO do, and too much emphasis on what I fail to do. I spent about 5 hours the other night cleaning up the kitchen… Cleaning out the fridge (good God), and not one “thank you” from anyone, except my boyfriend. Thanks.

I did get a promise ring from him, so that’s progress!

Will keep updating, hopefully very soon!

I’m considering taking on the “100 Thing Challenge” that I recently found out about online (www.stuckinstuff.com). It looks pretty cool, and the (obvious?) goal is to get one’s personal possessions down to 100 things, period. It seems a little extreme at times, to me, and other times I think 100 things would STILL be too much! So wish me luck with this. I just have either A) Too much stuff, or B) Not enough room for it. I don’t have my own place yet, and so that must account for some of the cluttered feeling – I simply have no where to put anything! IT’S DRIVING ME CRAZY! Helllp!