How was your weekend? Mine was a mixed-bag.
It’s like one hand is reaching into a bag of soft puppies and the other is poking into a can of sharp needles.
When I did my own thing I was fine but when I relied on others I seemed to always be disappointed. Suck ass. On the plus side though, I got a ton of cleaning that needed to be done. i hope the roommates appreciate it. Not all of the cleaning was done in common areas but having a clean living environment has proven mental and physical health benefits. The oven and dishes were the main areas that were tackled in the common rooms. Believe me, they were not done without hesitation.
After realizing that I had been holding on to stuff just to hold on to it, I am in a minimization mode. For instance, the pool table is going away. I have people coming over Thursday or Saturday to look at it. The dresser in my room which I’ve had since I was seven is also being given away. My books, DVD’s and other miscellaneous stuff is being either given away or sold. Why? I have no need for it. I would rather have things that I use on a regular basis and a more concise well organized arranged room than one that looks like office depot and goodwill aborted their love child in my room.
Other weekend activities included connecting with a friend that i lost much to my own actions. it took me a while to understand what I did but I think through persistance, learning and well even USF helped me with this… I realized something new about myself and the relationship that I lost (or almost lost). Hopefully it can reform.
I made curry for the first time. It was way too watery. I had never made curry before since I had always tried to be respectful of my roommates. I still try to but I was super hungry! I don’t think I stunk up the house too much but I did make an attempt at curry. If my roommates were upset, they didn’t say anything to me. If they were upset and just couldn’t verbalize it… SORRY!!! 
Last notable thing was really the kicker and really irritating. A ‘friend’ I’ve known for a long time really hurt me this week. We made plans to have a meal together and he bailed. he didn’t say why he never showed up but when he called an hour late I was not really ready to talk to him. I heard that he was safe and not hurt but I also knew that he didn’t respect me. His actions show me that not only does he not respect me but he doesn’t care about me. If he did care, he would have made an effort to reach out the night before letting me know that his arrival was in question so I could make other plans. I don’t know where my friendship stands with this guy anymore as this is not the first time I’ve felt this way with him and I don’t see him changing.
No Rain – http://bit.ly/bKtN23
Irreplaceable – http://bit.ly/aYTzsg