Just a trap I'm In

I'm off today and I'm relieved. Work is nothing near like it used to be, but I still love my days off. I get to sit home like my husband and do whatever I want. Right now he's napping,and I'm watching one of my favorite movies,(The Parent Trap with Lindsay Lohan. This is BEFORE she gets all weird looking and screwed up,) and I'm on here writing. Things are being taken one day at a time. (If it were up to my husband, we'd take it all one moment at a time, which we actually do, thats why we aren't getting anything done around this house to move.) Tomorrow I get paid and I'll be going to the bookstore to buy another french book, and making a payment on this beautiful turquoise and diamond ring I found on EBay. Yeah,.....this is my boring little life. This is short and sweet,...(like I am and try to be.)

The way I was

So I'm still blanketed in depression. My doctor has added another prescription in addition to the other one I take for depression and anxiety,....and we will see if I can dig my way out yet. I can't seem to totally get back to where I was before everything happened. Will I ever go back to the gym and LOVE and ADORE it like I used to? Will I ever be the same person again? I have to face facts,.....ya know? I feel like I've lost my memory, and I'm starting over or something. Still doing nothing to this house to get outta here. My husband is as bad as I am, except he's NOT working and/or getting outta the house five days a week. I don't know if that's good or bad, but I'll tell ya one thing,.....I get jealous as hell that he stays home, and naps all day, and stays up all night,.....me?,.....I have to go by my work schedule, and I get aggravated. I don't and won't start fights about it, but it does bother me. Anyhow,....still eBay-ing, and found some beautiful stuff on there,...and tons more just waiting for me to snatch up! Boy,- if I really had money, I'd be dangerous. (Famous last words,...I know.) Anyways!~ I've also found this show called L.A.Frock Stars on a station called Smithsonian, and it's about the owner of (my favorite-never-been-to-store-that-I-covet-and-dieing-to-go-to-one-day,) The Way We Wore,-it's in L.A. This show is like my dream come true. I swear to you, I LOVE this show. I love the store, the owner, the clothes,....I wish I'd thought of it. I'd love to shop there one day. So yeah,.....the way I was. This is me now I guess in more ways than one. How sad.