So it’s Sunday morning, the clock on the stove says 8am, but I know that it’s truly only 7am. Damian is actually still sleeping, making this the first time he has ever taken advantage of the extra hour. I am sitting here with my cup of hot (decaf) tea with the window next to me open just enough so I can feel the cold fresh air of fall. Sadly, I do have to interrupt Damian’s slumber soon, as he has to take his medications in a timely manner so his day isn’t thrown off completely. I don’t actually know what I am writing about in this post, but just felt like writing.
Yesterday was a good day for the most part. I made a huge pot of my famous chicken soup, and even got to play on my favorite game for most of the day. (Wizard 101). It was nice to play both with Mike, and with our good friend Travis, even one of our friends Jeremy for a short time. It was just a really nice day. I am hoping today will be a nice one too. Going to get to work on my second week of my second term of college. But none of that until I do get Damian up and start our day.
I just sat here and wrote another letter to Ellen, I’ve wrote so many of them. I don’t want her to fix my housing problem, or transportation issues, or my life. Rather I just ask her to help me make a special day for Damian. So we will see, or never see if anyone reads the letter. I think that they just sit in a huge email account of never viewing, like all talk shows.
Well I think I have rambled on enough for this morning. I really need to find some direction for my posts. I have so many stories to tell, but just have no idea where to start. I love the whole blog thing, but just wish I could write better, or knew where to start writing. For now I am going to wake up my amazing, handsome, happy boy, give him the pills I must give him, and then begin the day. Hope everyone is blessed today.