Traveled to Pittsburgh this past weekend with my mom, Mark and Rachel to visit my grandparents and Grove City College. It was great being with Rachel and seeing my grandparents again. I was all angsty though so that kind of stinks. I was getting upset at things that weren’t really big deals because of other frustrations that were there. Blah.
It makes you feel lousy when you intellectually know all these things about feelings and dealing with them and stuff, and then you go and handle them all wrong anyway. It’s worse than when you just screw up, because you know that you knew better than to do that, and yet you did it anyway. I really don’t know how Rachel loves me like she does, but I’m so thankful. She means so much to me, if you haven’t already guessed that.
I’m getting nasty wrist pains thanks to Giant; hopefully they aren’t going to get in the way of my piano. I’m so fed up with that crappy store! I’ve started looking for another job, again, but so far haven’t had much luck. I’m also working for Bea Riley Photography now, which is a way better job than Giant, but I don’t know if I can work there enough to cover everything. It’s more of an on-the-side kind of thing, just like my lawn mowing. We’ll see.
And so on and so forth, and I haven’t put up any of my feeble attempts at “art” for such a long time. Maybe I should upload my little frontpage graphic for the BRP site. That thing took three times longer than it had to because I kept screwing up the math.
But I love Rachel, and I’m extremely blessed to have her in my life. Maybe she’ll be reading this during one of her 11–7 shifts at work, so in that case, I LOVE YOU RACHEL!