Thursday, December 8, 2011

Sticky Notes

     I don't quite understand the purpose of a blog... What do people write about? Is this a place to vent where people's feelings can't get hurt, or just a place to write random, sticky note like reminders? I have never read a blog, so I can't be quite sure. Today, however, I am turning this into my own little vent space. I can compain to my boyfriend all I want but things never change. I wonder how many people put up with the nonsense I do, for as long as I do. Maybe I am just crazy. Isn't the definition of insanity to do the same thing over and over and expect different results? I may, in fact, be insane.


     Every day that I stay with him I show how insane I really am. I expect, everyday, that I will wake up to a new person. A person who wants to do housework. A person who wants to look for a job. A person who doesn't want to use me. Everyday, though, I am disappointed, just like the day before. Maybe the problem isn't him... Maybe its me. Maybe I need to be more clear with what I want, and expect, him to do. Maybe he never grew up past middle school and I need to leave him notes everywhere to remind him of things. "Clean up after yourself", "Fill out your job applications", "Don't be up all night playing the XBOX, because you are going to be crabby tomorrow". That's what I'll do. I'll just baby him until he figures out how to act like an adult. "Don't take things without asking", "Don't harass the cats", "Don't jump on the couch".



     I just realized I never even mentioned how old this person really is. Well, I'm about to. Please don't fall off your chair in astonishment. I cannot afford to be sued for your medical bills. He is not in middle school. Sadly not even in high school... He is 22 years old. You fell off of your chair, didn't you?