Friday, October 12, 2012
Friday Letters
Dear Children, there is no school today because there is a fair this weekend. Ha! Another reason why this town is awesome. Dear Hazel, you turned five against my wishes! My baby. I don't want you to grow up. Dear Change of Mind, remember the awkward shirtless weird stranger guy? Well...he's been working on the outside of the house a lot. And sometimes he puts a shirt on, even if it is inside out, and he has a cute little puppy, and he actually thinks my shack looks like crap and wants to make it better and has been talking the landlord into letting him make it look better cause they are friends. He is actually really nice once you talk to him. I actually feel a lot safer with him living next door for awhile ever since I somehow acquired a 70yr old stalker. So, I may be a little paranoid/protective. Nothing new. Wait! I have a stalker so I guess I'm not paranoid. Dear Fire Station, the kids had a great time climbing all over the fire trucks. I liked that you fed us so I didn't have to make dinner. Dear Prescription, after being allergic to it and not realizing that is what the cause of me dying was the Dr, gave me a different one. Only to have the exact same reaction. I took it for four days before I decided, yep, I'm poisoning myself. It took three more days before I felt better. I think I will not try for a third. Dear Van, you broke. After a lot of pride swallowing I asked the RS pres if anyone in the ward could help me figure out what was wrong. Within 5 minutes, Not Kidding, the Bishop showed up at my door with a guy from the shop and took my keys and my car. It is so hard for me to ask for help here because I know someone will be right there helping me and it still makes me feel so bad, but good you know. But burdensome. And by the way when they knocked on my door shirt guy was outside right behind them making sure they weren't the creepy guy. I was saying "No No this is Not the guy! This is the Bishop!" Haha. I'm sure the Bishop was a little confused. Dear Creepy Guy, you have been married for 47 years and your wife is so nice. But you have been watching my house or something and started making me uncomfortable with your little inappropriate comments. Then You flat out asked me to have an affair with you! And wouldn't drop it! And! Your wife was on the porch! I think we will be running for the bus and then running home from now on or asking the school to move the bus stop. I think this experience happens maybe once in a life time. Yeah, I don't think you get a 70 yr old stalker more than once. Dear Avary, I take you with me to PT to get your heels taped and now they cater to you. They make me sweat. You roam around exercising your heart out while they adjust the machines for you and let you dip your fingers in wax. You laugh and smile and are so happy there. You tell me to hurry up cause it's your turn. Dear Conference, I enjoyed you and even got the kids to sit at the table for an entire session quietly! Dear Roaches, you would think I would be a pro by now, but every roach like sound or movement out of the corner of my eye makes me feel crazy. Once again saved by slippers. Dear Self, this has been a very strange week. And a very stressful weird worrisome week. I want to take a nap.