Okay so.....
Nov. 30th, 2010 11:47 pmIt's not even December yet and I'm already sick of Christmas. The stores and locations around here started playing Christmas music a week or so before Thanksgiving. They've had their decorations and things out since even before that.
Can someone just shoot Santa and let us all out of our misery.
Add to all this that I have no money to buy anything for anyone and feel guilty when people buy me stuff if I can't return the gesture, and this just feeds my depression.
Also? This makes me feel like the world's biggest loser, but...I miss my Mommy. She moved from here in Mobile to Tennessee this past September. Prior to this move, I had lived with her for over 34 years and, quite literally, never been away from her for more than a week at a time. I know I should be a grown up and be able to move out and be all independent and stuff, but I really just want to curl up with my mom on the sofa and watch TV that I'll complain about or listen to her tell me about all her various doctor visits even though I know she's totally a hypochondriac.
To be honest, the woman drives me insane, but she's my mommy and I miss her.
Go ahead...tell me how lame I am.
Can someone just shoot Santa and let us all out of our misery.
Add to all this that I have no money to buy anything for anyone and feel guilty when people buy me stuff if I can't return the gesture, and this just feeds my depression.
Also? This makes me feel like the world's biggest loser, but...I miss my Mommy. She moved from here in Mobile to Tennessee this past September. Prior to this move, I had lived with her for over 34 years and, quite literally, never been away from her for more than a week at a time. I know I should be a grown up and be able to move out and be all independent and stuff, but I really just want to curl up with my mom on the sofa and watch TV that I'll complain about or listen to her tell me about all her various doctor visits even though I know she's totally a hypochondriac.
To be honest, the woman drives me insane, but she's my mommy and I miss her.
Go ahead...tell me how lame I am.