That sounds quite healthy, TNM. 
I am, however, still sorry for your loss, in every sense of that word.
You know, I got into music because I like music. But this week (my spring break, mind you) I find myself mostly worrying about finding venues, funding and other nitty-gritty business things. I know it’s par for the course, but gods it’s frustrating!
(Rant over.)
So I’ve been sleeping like craaaaap this week. The mrs. started a new job that starts at 6:30, which means I have kid duty in the mornings (which is going to be fun next week once spring break is over). Tonight I was in bed before 11:00 and had fallen asleep more deeply than I have in weeks. At 11:30 Elena just SCREAMED at the top of her lungs and woke us up. The Mrs. asked me to get up to get her some Motrin, since she’s teething, and while I was getting my sleeping brain functional the little one fell back to sleep. Unfortunately, my brain is now awake and 75 minutes later I can’t fall back to sleep (meanwhile both the wife and kids are sleeping soundly). I have to get up in less than five hours.
Why does God hate me?
First I know your pain Armando, once i’m up I can’t fall back to sleep.
Second I decided to quit smoking after 15 years. This last week has put a lot of things into a new perspective. While stressed out I smoked a little over a carton in a few days. At the moment its been 26 hours since I had a cigarette. Thank the Gods for the patch or I might have killed one of my customers or employees. Wish me luck.
Good luck. A little over a carton in a few days seems like a ton, but my father used to smoke just under three in a week. He died before he turned 40. Stay away from those things, man.
My mother called around today, thats my “birth mother”, who I’ve not seen for close to a decade, and more importantly, who hasn’t seem me for close to a decade, and I’ve changed a LOT since then, which was part of the reason they ditched me in the first place.
She did not approve of what she saw, the person I’ve become, she came around to tell me in person my Father had died (weeks ago) and to tell me that she blamed me for his death, for leaving them.
I was shocked, especially because I didn’t know she knew where I live, and also at how angry she made me, and how I responded.
As a Mancunian I’ve long prided myself on my ability to use swearing as punctuation, but I even impressed myself this time, and once I had finished I had the Flatmate throw her out.
Then I cried for an hour or so.
And now? Pfft, Screw 'em I say, I’ve done fantastic without them and really don’t need 'em anymore. I reckon I should take my REAL family out for a meal to celebrate. Somewhere fun. WOO!
Ugh, I remember sharing a house with a teething baby, it’s horrible, but remember this: Sleep is for the weak! Kids are forever! It’s worth it!
Good luck! I smoked 2 packs a day for 10 years, and had hallucinations when I quit, but I went cold-turkey.
The best thing about quitting smoking is when you work out how much money you’ve save by not doing it, and work out what you can do with it.
I suggest antique Katana blades.
The U of A has over 15000 undergrad students, and all the classes I need next semester are offered once a day (most of them at the same time). This is the third semester in a row where I can’t take all of the classes I need (one of the reasons I’m taking summer classes). Also, looking to be an 18 hour semester, the most you can take without an overload override. I have no life :mad:
Ironically I already collect swords. But I collect functional oppesed to antique.
Wow, less coffee, no smoking, eating more dang you are going to get healthy. 
I say give everyone in your real family a hug, tell them you love them and thank them for their love. Your birth mother is in morning so she had to blame some one that was not her on your birth dad’s death. You do not have to take the blame. Not everyone is born to the family they are destined to have. So go party because you have a family that loves you for you.
I have been cursed out two times this week. Somehow I just do not think they were referring to my little girly dog. I did them no wrong and did not even raise my voice. I need this Friday.
Good for you, TNM! She blames YOU for being ditched? SERIOUSLY? Sheesh! They’ll let ANYONE be a mother these days, won’t they?
So sorry you have to put up with drama like that, but I’m glad you’re facing the world with courage and humor. It’s the best way to do it.
I don’t think she’s teething. I think she does it on purpose. She’s the spawn of Satan that one. Which, of course, makes ME Satan (well, I suppose my wife is a good candidate there too). So, um, never mind.
Thing is, I REALLY need some sleep. I’m starting to get nauseous from sleep deprivation and I’m sinking into an ever deeper funk. I really don’t need that, especially tomorrow and Friday, when I have some potentially pretty important meetings. (Or next week, when spring break ends.)
So you’re saying that if I TAKE UP smoking and then QUIT, I’ll be able to afford to re-start my Star Wars collecting? Sweet! Honey, get the keys. We’re going to the 7-Eleven for some smokes!
I decided to do all the thing I promised myself I’d do when I turned 30. It’s 6 months late but I’m going to quit smoking, less caffeine, eat better, and exercise more.
I just wasted half of my spring break visiting colleges I already knew I had no intrest in. The things I do to amuse my mother…
British Law prevents me from buyng functional swords, but antiques are perfectly fine.
One of my antiques is only 6 months old, which is amazing!
Yeah, she blamed me. Whatever, it’s kinda like getting rained on, you know it’s going to happen, you know it’s going to annoy, but you know in the end it doesn’t really matter.