Went to bed at 12:30 got up at 7:00, but Alex sent me back to bed and Mom took him to the bus stop. I was not so sleepy, but my eyes were sore and partially closed because I had worn make-up two days in a row. Make-up and contacts do not agree well for me. I did not wear any make-up today because I was staying home.
Mom woke me at 8:30 and I did not want to get up, but she is mighty persuasive and damn persistent. Once I was up I logged into the computer and found an email that just about ruined my day… Someone, read a guy, I really care about told me "Good-bye". It is probably for the best because our history is a mixture of ecstasy and treachery, but it still hurts.
I needed some validation as a worthwhile human being so I called some of my other guy friends… why do I torture myself? Alex’s dad, was nice enough, but he told me he is pursuing his relationship with the woman who shot herself in the stomach, who he not two weeks ago had told me he had broken up with for good. The upshot of that is that I should call him only if I need him badly, which rarely happens. I then called two other guy friends and they were not answering the phone. This might be a purposeful thing, or maybe they were out… but it left me without solace.
I read some and since I had nothing better to do I cleaned out my inbox. I let email build up then I rearrange it and eliminate the non-essential items. It works for me, but I do not recommend my method.
I talked to Mom, and talked to Mom. I also took care of calling her doctor’s office and finding out when her test was scheduled. I tried to get some pain medicine called in for her neck, but the doctor was out of the office. He won’t be in until 1:00 tomorrow. I guess Mom is in for another sleepless night.
One of my friends tried to convince me that I am not worthless, nor unattractive, nor a loser when I chatted with him on Messenger. I thought maybe he just does not know me well enough. Then again, I had just been feeling like shit ever since I got the email this morning. I do not take rejection well at all. I will be okay though. I have gone through this sort of thing on numerous occasions, and with this particular person several times. I survived… I am a survivor in so many ways… that is a story for another time.
I cooked barbecued pork chops and Mom cooked french fries for Alex and I this evening. I do not fry… actually I am really surprised that I cooked at all. I still detest cooking.
My birthday is in July, which makes me a Cancer… but I missed out on the cooking gene. I am a homebody in every other sense, but I hate to cook. I try to get over that from time to time, but even if I do it regularly I still hate it.
I managed to take Alex’s picture tonight. Unfortunately you can see his room in the background, but hey he is a teenager. The picture is not the greatest because I snuck in to get it, but it will give you an idea of what my boy looks like. My boy is very dear to me, I have been fighting for him ever since I found out I was going to have him, but that is another story…
This book, Magic Seeds by V. S. Naipaul is reading very slow. I want to get through with it so I can start some of the ones I picked up at the library yesterday. The new book area was well stocked yesterday. I only get books from the new book area at the library. If I go into the stacks I wind up going home with books I have read before more often than I like. I have always been a voracious reader. The Summer Reading Program is one of my fondest memories of childhood. I never owned many books as a child, but I made lots of trips to the library. Books were too expensive to own. I began reading at age three and hope to never stop… Libraries are a Godsend.
One of the guys I called earlier today called me this evening. He and I have not talked in a while, but I think maybe we might go out together. We always have an awesome time. He just stays really busy and he does not have much money to spare. Next to the guy who dumped me today he is about my favorite guy of all I have ever met. He is decent and kind and honest… something a lot of the men I have met are not. He could quite easily become my very favorite guy if we were able to see each other enough.
Do not think I hate men because of my negative comments… I think men are fantastic. I would not have married three of them if I did not love men. I just have bad luck choosing the right ones to invest my heart in, not to mention my things and my money…
I have not always been unemployed and I have had quite a lot of money and things in the past. I will be careful how much I trust anyone in the future though.
Tomorrow is going to be really busy, so I better get to bed. I may not write tomorrow, but will try to work an entry in…
Always, 
Jo Ann