Double identity
I'm leading a double life these days--seems like I'm playing point and counterpoint to everything. I'm living in two houses; maintaining two phone numbers that may or may not reach me, depending upon where I happen to be staying; checking two personal email addresses obsessively.
It makes it difficult to focus. I have to keep extra-good track of myself, report to people "you can reach me here, but not there. Call this number. Use this email." Everyone's confused.
What I really need right now is some good, strong sunlight. I'm getting pale and lizardy, which is what happens when I stay indoors too much. Pale is ok, scaly lizard not. It's the heartbreak of psoriasis, as they say.
Well, at least there's a big bed in my house now. That's progress.
posted by shorttina @ 2:38 PM
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1 Comments:
That is progress! I think you will be quite happy with that bed.
I myself have thought of calling you a few times, but I figured you're probably insanely busy and also didn't know which number to call. I'd probably try your cell now that I think of it, though.
Your dad cracks me up that he's being a grump. This is what dads do I think. They take the tasks on and then they grumble away. I think part of it too, though, is that your dad doesn't quite want you to move out and he is stressed. Plus he has grown to his land of no alarms, no surprises, no deadlines.
But soon you will have your little place and it will be very exciting! :)
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