I packed my journal (accidentally) with my winter belongings. I can’t write in it until late August. What a stupid move. It’s been too long since I’ve been here. I’m sorry!
So it’s summer and I have a job and the weather is (mostly, for NL standards) good. I’ve spent time with friends who I haven’t seen in a whole year and some family as well. I haven’t seen some people as much as I’d like, which I regret because I won’t get to see them at all soon. Not hardly.
I haven’t been reading this summer, either, (or partying for that matter). Working is a win/lose situation, clearly!
Right now I’m drinking water and eating belts. Actually, I lost my water. So I’m just eating belts.
I felt pretty sorry for myself today.
I’m saying this because I’m selfish.
So many people have it so much worse.
I need to learn to not sweat the small things, which seems lately, it is all I am doing.
There are so many people who have it so rough and they are so grateful and filled with faith. I should be thankful for what I have going for me.
And I know I can do whatever I put my mind to. I’m strong, and dedicated, and definitely stubborn. And hey, if things don’t work out right away I know I can fix it so they do.
My dad’s making supper. It smells delicious. I’m going to miss his cooking. Hopefully he’ll send me some food!
On that note, I should take my leave. I need to make a list of random things that need to be bought before August and I want to get it done before supper!
