Sunday, June 7, 2009

Monday, July 16, 1984

My ex-beau is having trouble with my airline ticket.  It seems I'll be leaving the twenty-fifth of July on a bus to Nashville, where we'll be for several days, then we'll both fly to his home in Albuquerque, NM.

 I picked up some more personal items for my trip at the drug store tonight after work.  I came home, did a load of laundry, washed walls and woodwork, washed switchplates and dusted the ceilings for cobwebs.  I added the pool chemicals early, so I didn't have to stay awake and wait for them to circulate at night.

 No one is home and it's wonderful.  There are usually so many people around here, that I just want to escape or run off and hide somewhere.  I think of Love often.  He is everpresent in my consciousness.  In almost everything I do, I wonder if he would approve.  I think about Mom a lot too, but believe it or not, I don't know how to put into words what I think about her.  I can't believe sometimes how phenomenally changed my life is.  I view each day as what will happen today, usually in a negative light.

 Presidential Candidate Mondale has chosen a woman for a Vice Presidential running mate.  It will hurt him politically.  I wonder if he wants to lose the Presidency and likes Reagon's policies in private.

 I started my menstrual period today and had cramps all day and last night.  I had a free box of pads that came in the mail, and although I always wear tampons, I am wearing the freebies to save money.  Actually, I don't have any money.