Friday, April 11, 2014
One of those days
I look at some of my favorite blogs, and I'm so damn jealous! I know we have all had a share of troubles...it seems I'm just starting now. I was blessed, 21 I'm in my own place. It's not what I thought. Me and Danny argue over the dumbest stuff. "Why did you leave that there??" "I don't want the doorbell any more". I had some crazy idea that when I moved out, my house would be an empty canvas, waiting for us to paint our life in. Instead, I got a house full of other people's stuff, a brother in law that isn't worth 2 dollars, and problem after problem after problem. I read you guys story and I think, how did you make it? How did you continue through all the small dumb shit? Every day it's a struggle for me to stay happy all day. I'm so angry about it all. I'm happy to not have to worry about buying couches, but if these couches mean I have to continue to be clutter with all your other junk, please just come get it! Take it all! I'd rather be in an empty house than a house full of stuff that's stopping me from adding my love...I guess I really am ungrateful.