It’s raining. When it rains I loose my internet. The kids are asleep, Mike is at work and I’m kinda lonely. Or maybe I’m just bored. I tried to watch TV but the power keeps going out and resetting the satellite so that is futile. I’m hungry but have had all my points for the day so I don’t want to blow it. I keep thinking I hear tornadoes, even if there are no warnings.
So I can do this, talk to myself. I could go to bed but for some reason I really don’t like doing that lately. I don’t feel like I’m at home. How strange is that?
Maybe it will help when we finish the upstairs and I actually have a bedroom. When I’m able to use some of my things instead of Marsha’s. I miss my old house and I’m not sure how to make this one mine.