I've been feeling really awesome the past few days! =] It feels good to feel good! You guys have no idea how long I've been in this funk.. But now the light is here and I'm blinded by it! lmao
Yesterday I helped one of my friends, Brenda; clean her house from top to bottom because she has an EXTREMELY sick husband. He smokes like a chimney and drinks like a sailor.. But the thing is, he has absolutely no intention of quitting or helping himself, so my friend can't even stand to be around him for pure reasons of sanity. How hard would that be? Trying to help the person that you love NOT DIE and he doesn't even want to try and help himself. He refuses to go to doctors and he looks like fucking death warmed over.. His lips are constantly blue and his fingers swollen.. Depressing.. Especially for her. Anyways, he's moving back in the house and he can't have like ANY dust.. He's been living in a house down the street so she can remodel her house, but we went over there to his house to move him out and it's just a disaster. There was so much dirt and grime everywhere I remember thinking, "How the fuck can anyone live here??" He looks like he could die any day. It wouldn't even surprise me. =[
And today we helped move Harold (her husband) back in the house. Had to sterilize all of his things cause they looked like hell. THEN moved all of Brenda's stuff into another friends' house so she can stay there.. I'm fucking beat.
Buuuuut soon is my trip to Costa Rica and you best believe I'm about to learn to surf.
Yesterday I helped one of my friends, Brenda; clean her house from top to bottom because she has an EXTREMELY sick husband. He smokes like a chimney and drinks like a sailor.. But the thing is, he has absolutely no intention of quitting or helping himself, so my friend can't even stand to be around him for pure reasons of sanity. How hard would that be? Trying to help the person that you love NOT DIE and he doesn't even want to try and help himself. He refuses to go to doctors and he looks like fucking death warmed over.. His lips are constantly blue and his fingers swollen.. Depressing.. Especially for her. Anyways, he's moving back in the house and he can't have like ANY dust.. He's been living in a house down the street so she can remodel her house, but we went over there to his house to move him out and it's just a disaster. There was so much dirt and grime everywhere I remember thinking, "How the fuck can anyone live here??" He looks like he could die any day. It wouldn't even surprise me. =[
And today we helped move Harold (her husband) back in the house. Had to sterilize all of his things cause they looked like hell. THEN moved all of Brenda's stuff into another friends' house so she can stay there.. I'm fucking beat.
Buuuuut soon is my trip to Costa Rica and you best believe I'm about to learn to surf.

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am thinking as long as they do, we'll be ok