People always tell me I think too much. An ex boyfriend, when angry, would often throw this at me when we were arguing, as if it were an insult. I think a lot, but I don’t mind it. I often wonder how other people get along without thinking so much.
One of the things about living in my head as much as I do, though, is that I’m not always sure how to articulate what’s on mind when things are happening. I had hoped, when starting this blog, that I would be able to think out loud here, but it hasn’t always been easy.
I’m going to keep trying though.
I will be ending my current job at the end of the month. I have been with this company for 6 years, and am a little apprehensive about starting something new.
Next week P and I will leave for a week vacation in Mexico. We are both very excited about getting away and getting to spend some quality time with each other. This summer has been stressful for the both of us, work wise.
My mother called me out the blue a couple of weeks ago to inform me that she is getting married. I have yet to meet my new step father, but since she sounds so happy I am hoping this will work out. My mother’s last boyfriend was an abusive heroin addict (I really do not jest) so hopefully she’s wizened up some. You never know with my mother. P is coming home with me to meet the folks for the first time. Pray for us.