.:: Yolospat ::.

After the procedure it only only got worse, but a lot worse. Along with my back getting worse, everything in my world seems to crash down around me. It happens every time and I hate it. I know it has to do with my poor attitude, but one can only take so much pain before the pot boils over. 

There were three different apologizes I wanted to make to three different people and what better time do it when I already feel worthless, right? Each one of these people pretty much said “ya, whatever, I don’t want to talk about it” and signed off of messenger. No wonder I carry so much baggage. I never get closer in anything. And that my friends is what rots my body to the point that it is. 

My Grandmother fell and broke her hip again today. It took three people to carry her to the ER. Her 90th Birthday celebration is next week too, I feel so bad for her. She’ll be staying with Mom which means Brendan and I will be camping downstairs. We don’t mind, we like the privacy anyway. I’m bringing a ton of work to keep me busy so there won’t be a moment I won’t have anything to do.

I started writing my novella today. Who knows, it could become a full fledge novel by the time I’m done with it. I’ve been working on idea’s for months and when I started writing up the character descriptions and the setting descriptions I couldn’t stop writing. Next is the plot idea which I won’t be talking about.

I’m using the software called Storyist which I like better than any other novel software out there, and yes I’ve tried them all. I guess it’s what fits your taste and this one pushes my button the right way. The husband was curious about it since he writes too and I sent him the software.

I’m falling asleep at my chair again. More tomorrow.