I spent the greater part of April cruising the Caribbean with my boyfriend. He loves cruising. It's our fourth this year, and my fifth, overall. Probably his forty-fifth or something, but he lost track long ago. Anyway. I love the things like: not having to cook, clean, do laundry, work, etc. I lost my patience for some of the other bits, not too long ago. Like: being awakened every morning by the sound of a vacuum cleaner banging against my cabin door. The sound of drunken assholes ...
Hey, thanks, this is cool. I had a blog at an online forum I used to belong to, but I quit that group and am not going back. No room in my life for liars, gossipmongers, and shit-stirrers. Having a blog is good for me, though. I like putting things down in writing for others to see, as it gives me a measure of accountability in my thoughts and such. Sometimes, I get support, sometimes, I get that much-needed call to "snap out of it!" OK, sometimes I get abuse, too, but there ...