week three

It’s Sunday. The first Sunday in April of 2019. It’s an exciting time, but let me tell you why.

I didn’t mention it last week, or the week before, but so far I have written every one of these while drinking. I love drinking. It brings me great peace. You know what else I enjoy to do? Smoke marijuana.

That’s right. I live in a state where it is illegal and I smoke it damn near every night. It’s my favorite thing. So here I am. Stoned and getting drunk. On the most beautiful day we’ve had all year. It’s currently 67 degrees. Every window and door in the house is open and I feel like a spring flower in blooms. Another great thing about warm weather means that my little baby broccoli’s are outside getting some fresh air. Last week I got excited and bought broccoli plant, a cactus, and an aloe vera plant. I love having green in the house (hahahaha marijuana joke).

So it’s April, and finally spring has come. Now, my week.

The first week of April was really great. I had a good work week. I had a great social interaction week, I had a wonderful physical activity week, and I had a good mental week. Overall things were really good. I had such a great mindset and followed through with good intentions.

The big thing that happened this week involved my amazing husband. He had a big interview that will determine our short term future. The sucky part? We don’t find out the outcome until tomorrow… How does this affect our future you ask??

If he gets the job, then I have the opportunity to move one step closer to my dreams. I would apply for a master’s program in counseling. And hopefully get accepted and finish school.

If he doesn’t get the job, we would mostly likely leave the town we’ve been living in for three years and go back to where we’re from. Stay with family and figure it out.

Right now I’m hopeful that it’s him getting the job. But at the same time, being able to leave this stupid ass town would be great. It would give both of us opportunities to move forward. So either way I feel like I’m getting something good out of it.

Another week in the year gone. Where does the time go? It’s crazy to think we are almost half way through this year. 2019 is avoiding us and moving too quick for my taste. To slow down, I decided to not do anything today. Nothing. I didn’t leave the house, got stoned, and now drinking and cooking some good shit. Self care at it’s finest. Plus, I’ve had some really good sex the past couple days. The most important thing about a relationship. Which is a whole new topic to write about.

Until next week.