Christmas in Wisconsin

S and I spent Christmas in Wisconsin with the in-laws.  We had a bad snow storm two days before we left and the Jeep runs so crappy. I was so worried. S showed up to my work to tell me that the Jeep was stuck in the parking lot.  Are you freaking kidding me!!!  It's a Jeep.

I was able to get the Jeep unstuck from the parking lot only to get it stuck in our parking lot at the house!!  Seriously!!!  I had to have someone take S home from school and me picked up for work on Friday morning. S spent the day digging the Jeep out of the ice and snow so that we could  leave Saturday morning to go to Wisconsin.  Luckily S was a wonder and got the Jeep on stuck.  We left for Wisconsin about an hour late, but off we went.  We took the dogs and the new puppy (for S's mom) on the trip. The drive was uneventful until about 20 minutes outside our destination when the piece that covers the under part of the engine tried to fall off. We had to bungee cord it together to make it to her parents house. lol

Upon arrival at S's parents we were greeted by Dad and brother, Mom was still at work.  It was very awkward. This is the first time that I have been under the same roof as them since S came out (S didn't realize that until we came home) not uncomfortable for me at all.

All in all things went good, but I was exhausted from them and I'm the extroverted one. I was happy to leave but it was a nice break from KV.

Too Much

It's just too much. I have no idea what the hell I did and apparently keep doing but I'm doing it wrong. I don't even know why I care so much. I shouldn't, not even one single bit. But I do, and that's bother the crap out of me. I am over thinking every single move you make or don't and over analyzing my reactions. I have prayed (but I guess not enough) to stop giving a damn about you.  I am so happy that I only have 162 more days here and then I never have to see you again. EVER!!!  I know that we are not friends (even though you say we are).  I know that I will be deleted off of things once I leave and that you will talk shit about me, but really do I deserve that?  When I met you I thought I finally have a friend here, someone that I could talk to, tell my stuff to and hangout with and for awhile it was cool. Now, ICE pure ICE. Maybe you don't even know that you are doing it but if you do then you are truly messed up.  I probably shouldn't even be posting this, but I don't know what else to do.