|Sep 05 2010|
I dreamt about mom last night and I woke feeling sad. I am reading a book about kids packing up their mom's stuff as she was going into assisted living and it triggered the memory, I believe.
I have not heard from anybody this weekend. Not even a phone call from Kristy she went to this fair and posted the pics on her website. Funny when she is here she never has money but she always finds it when she wants to go and do something fun.
No call from Bryan either. I am not feeling well and I have a tendency to feel depressed when I am ill. Nothing serious the flu. Later I have to apply for jobs.
Excited about going to Las Vegas in December with Kristy.
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