What used to be home

It has most definately been interesting being back in peterborough this past week. I was so excited to be coming back....enough time to see friends I have been missing....much needed visit with my mom.....and work while I was at it.

Well not everything worked out as well as I had envisioned it.

First of all I didn't get as many presentations as I had hoped, and not nearly as many sales. But I guess that is to be expected. I did make some good cash though, and it seems to be picking up. I just hope that I can keep it up in Windsor.

As for the nice peaceful visit with my family...it's not that easy to do when they are screaming at each other! The attitude that Kid has! Geez! I hope that I was never that bad....I couldn't have been or if I was....I'm surprised that Mom didn't get rid of me early!! Sheesh!! Just being here re-inforces the fact that there is no way I could move back in. I guess this is good in some ways because I don't want to become one of those people who lives with their folks for far too long....but than again I hate leaving Mom with all of this stuff to deal with. I feel so helpless when I'm so far away.The worst thing about being here is that I feel even more helpless when I am here and still can't do anything about it. All the screaming does is scare me and all the situation does is piss me off. Neither is good and neither I have control over which only upsets me more. I'm just glad I'm only here for less than a week.

I also miss everyone at home so much. Today wasn't too bad 'cause I kept busy and got to actually see some of my friends here, but most of the week was horrible! I guess you just get used to people always being there and then when they aren't you miss them ten times more. Well Monday nite is finally right around the bend. I will be so nice to be back home once more.

Alright...I'm going to stop complaining tonite and go wait to get stood up again...what else is new....*sigh*

'till tomorrow all

-Sar