Today was interesting to say the least. I had to take a student to a different location using the city bus. On the way back, i was supposed to get off the bus onto another bus and go back to work. Well I don’t know what the hell I was thinking, because I somehow got screwed up and didn’t make the transfer. I ended up having to ride the bus an extra hour in a great big circle. Lucky for me my boss has a sense of humor.

   I love the bus, but holy cow.

     My mother is supposed to come tomorrow and stay overnight for a doctors appointment she has on Friday morning. I was going to come home and clean house, but then I figured WHY? If she showes up, that’s great, if not, the house isn’t that bad. All it needs is a good vacuuming and dusting. I said it once and i’ll say it again, I’m not moving my life around for anyone, anymore. Unless of course I get stuck on a city bus. Ha ha.

    I’m feeling better since I started taking my happy pills. I don’t feel like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders and I can look at things and remember things and appreciate them for what they are/were without loosing control of my emotions. I’m guessing that is a good thing, I just wish I could do it without the help of pharmacutical suppliments. Thanks to my genetic make-up that will probably never happen. It’s ok though. I would rather be normal on a pill than having everyone around me uneasy and constantly wondering what is going to set me off.

**One of the side effects is loss of appetite. Well I’m still waiting for that one to kick in.  It would have been great if it had kicked in just before Wesley asked me “mom come eat french fries with me!”