Update (incase y'all were wondering.)

Mmmmkay. So, I have to write this out because I don't want people to think that I like, crawled up in a hole and am rotting somewhere. I'm not, sooo, yeah. haha.

So on Sunday, I was at work, at 6:45 am, to do inventory in the store. That was a success, my boss was in a really good mood, and life was good. It didn't take that long, I whipped through projects like there was no flipping tomorrow. I made a bit of a mistake, but nothing overly major, so it wasn't a big deal cause it was completely fixable.

After my boss left and the supervisor came in, he asked me if I was ready to go on donations. Sure, I said, and I went back there to help Ryan with his busted hand and everything. In the mean time, I picked up a few big tv's, two full size speakers, two rocking chairs, a few of those tv tray wooden thingys, and a bunch more stuff that I probably don't remember. So somewhere in the mean time of that, I pulled a muscle or two in my shoulder. I had to go to the goodwill-appointed doctor, and he put me on some fix it pills and life is good again.

So then I worked Tuesday. and Wednesday. and Thursday. and Friday. I finally have a day off. God I'm tired. Haha.

I also texted Timmy on Sunday to tell him that it sucked being at work without him.
No response.

Wednesday, being Timmy's longest day of the week, I texted him to tell him that I hope it all goes good, that I know he can do it, and to hang in there, that it's almost over.
Again, no response.

So Thursday, in pure frustration, I sent him a really long message, it was like 2 picture messages worth. About how I can't believe that he's not talking to me, but that I don't care anymore, that if he's not gonna be my friend I'm not gonna try to be his, and that if this is it then this is it, thanks for everything up to this point, etc etc.
Several hours later, I get a response.

We've slowly been talking. It's not much. I mean, what can I expect? But all I know is that I've missed the hell outta him, and that I'm just glad I got to talk to him...

I'm really not sure if it'll ever get back to the way things were. Maybe when he's done with school for his mini summer break or whatever. I really want them to be. I've never felt this way about anyone else..

And after all the crap that my ex's have put me through, I think I deserve to be happy.

Soo, that's it. I'm just me being me trying to make things work out.

Pardon mee, I'm gonna get on that.

But first! I am going to write ian's quote for his book, that is my goal for the weekend. It might take me all weekend, it probably will, but I'll do it.

(: