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Subject: 2007 Update
Time: 12:03:00 PM EDT
Author: lamonique
I'm finally getting a second alone to write about all the craziness that has been going on in my life. First of all, I'd like to offer an apology to this blog, because it has been severely neglected.
You know I love you, boo. For real. No baby, I haven't been messin around on you. I wouldn't do that. I do too love you. You trippin. You saw me where? Doin what? Oh, your boy saw me. Mmm-hmm. You know he just jealous. He always be tryin to break us up and shit. Don't let the haters win, baby. Don't let the haters win.
Now that I've handled that situation, let me tell you what I have been up to. First of all, I moved. I got me a house, y'all. It's the craziest thing. There are so many things that need to be done to it because it's an oldie but goodie, so all the employees of the Perring Pkwy Home Depot know us. This weekend we're supposed to be working on the yard, but it's looking like rain so we'll just have to wait and see. We wanted to pull a little gathering together for the Fourth, but more and more I just want to chill out with the family. I have a checklist of projects for the house. Completion time = three years. I'm not kidding. And we're already behind.
Secondly, I finished my play and went back to my calendar/artist handbook project that I was working on before bwws (black words and white spaces). I'm also trying to find money to produce the play, which is a tedious process. I'm still writing the odd article or personal essay, but to be quite honest I can't get my brain out of business mode long enough to be truly creative right now. That scares me.
I'm crazy stressed out about my income situation (you know the one -- where income always seems to be less than output). I'm looking for something that takes care of everything, so I'm not wasting an hour a day figuring out the best way to rob Peter. With everything else that's going on, I don't have time to really work my writing services business, which sucks. But I do realize that nothing will change until I decide to make that a priority in my life. So, I guess my income is my fault. That's a hard pill to swallow.
On to happier things. Marshall is officially in first grade, which makes me feel a little old. He's in summer camp, and he's generally pretty happy about the directions we're taking as a family. We planted a flower garden that he waters everyday, and he loves to ride his bike and play with his friends who live down the street. He still has his famous temper, the unfortunate result of two biological parents with terrible tempers and one voluntary parent who can roar with the best of 'em, but we're working on it. We're trying meditation as a family. I'll let you know how that works out for us.
My cousin moved in with us after graduating in May, and she's frustrated because she's not working yet. I told her that the market is very competitive, especially when it's saturated with recent grads, as it is right now. I'm confident she will find something very soon. These things just take time. I know better than just about anyone.
And love. Love feels like the hard work that it is right now. It's been challenging, but we're both determined to see it through, which means the world to me. We're in a growth period as individuals right now, which always comes with a bunch of questions with no clear answers. However, the fact that we are going through the same thing at the same time is very refreshing. We may not be on the same page, but we're reading at the same rate. He thinks we're good. I'll follow his lead.
Well, everyone is finally starting to get up and face the day around here, so I need to start taking care of my responsibilities. I really do love you. C'mon now, you know I ain't left you. I was just takin care of my bidness.
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