FarewellAfter such a shitty day, I decided to make myself a drink. I haven't had a drink in a long time. I think after you break up with someone, especially after you've been with them for what feels like forever, you deserve a good drink or two. I called my parents just to hear a familiar voice, played with my son in the tub and stayed on my game pretty much all day in order to find some kind of distraction I guess. I turned on my Christmas tree, but I don't feel much in the holiday spirit anymore. Christmas is for the kids anyway, right?
I was just thinking... Eric is in VA now. He went back home for the holidays before he moves into his dorms at his new tech school after Christmas. Last time he went home, he almost cheated on me. We were fighting, and that's when all this crazy shit happened. I saw those damned text messages on his phone... the things he told this bitch (his ex) he wanted to do to her, how they made plans to meet up and do the deed, but evidently Eric never went and followed through on it. Anyway, I was just wondering if maybe right now as the night closes in, if he could possibly be wondering about us too... how my son is, what I've done today, just us in general. Or maybe he's not. Maybe he's taking his new found freedom to go on a fuckfest with every hooker in VA. Most likely the latter because he hasn't gotten laid in a few months (to my knowledge- I haven't been giving it up except for once!) I shouldn't be thinking about these things anyway. My mother and grandmother are coming Friday so I should be cleaning and preparing for their visit.
On a higher note- I got my EBT card/food stamps today! They are giving me 684 dollars this month, and 360 dollars every month after. They must think that I'm a hippopotamus. I wish I could take half of that and cash it in towards my rent! Nevertheless... grocery store HERE I COME! I'm going to buy the best of everything and anything I could possibly want because I have nothing better to do with this boatload of money. My son and I eat happily on about $150 a month, give or take. 680 is ridiculous. I've been watching the show cupcake wars and I think that's what I want to do. I want to take up baking. Yup. Thank you state of ohio for not helping me with rent, but allowing me to eat like a fat fool. =D
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