Bad Timing.
I've never been blessed with "good timing." Throughout my life, I'll "just have missed" someone or something that could have given me a wonderful opportunity, or sometimes on stage and in conversation I have dreadful comedic timing or just say the wrong thing at the wrong time. I'm convinced that this "bad timing" that I've had to deal with is starting to come to its peak.
So many things have happened at the same time recently; things that have changed friendships and lives.
My family has to move out of the home that we've been in for the past twenty years because some stupid judge decided that we should not be allowed to keep it. I've had to deal with a ridiculous amount of drama both past and present with friends and family. And now I just found out that my own parents were planning to use MY credit to buy back the house when they got the chance.
I'm fed up with having to emotionally and mentally strain myself to cope and work through it all. It's already difficult to live a normal life each day without having to hear how "amazing" my boyfriend's sister in law is and being compared to them along with all my other relatives.
I need to vomit. Or win the lottery. Or move to New Zealand.
My boyfriend and I have decided to leave the U.S. and live as hobbits in New Zealand if we can't handle hearing more about his sister in law and her attempts to make sure all the attention is on her and her soon to be spoiled rotten child or find good paying jobs.
But like Pink so perfectly expressed at the AMA's the other night, "You gotta get up and try."
So many things have happened at the same time recently; things that have changed friendships and lives.
My family has to move out of the home that we've been in for the past twenty years because some stupid judge decided that we should not be allowed to keep it. I've had to deal with a ridiculous amount of drama both past and present with friends and family. And now I just found out that my own parents were planning to use MY credit to buy back the house when they got the chance.
I'm fed up with having to emotionally and mentally strain myself to cope and work through it all. It's already difficult to live a normal life each day without having to hear how "amazing" my boyfriend's sister in law is and being compared to them along with all my other relatives.
I need to vomit. Or win the lottery. Or move to New Zealand.
My boyfriend and I have decided to leave the U.S. and live as hobbits in New Zealand if we can't handle hearing more about his sister in law and her attempts to make sure all the attention is on her and her soon to be spoiled rotten child or find good paying jobs.
But like Pink so perfectly expressed at the AMA's the other night, "You gotta get up and try."
