but i'm sad.
{don't think i'm a freak.}
i've never been on a team where it's felt very much like family... as far as the sidelines go. it's been so nice to get to know this particular set of parents. i'm not saying i know them all, but i wouldn't mind knowing them all, and that's kind of amazing {especially for those that know me} -- i'm sad i won't be forced to sit in the same small area 6-8 hours a week chatting about our lives {and occasional dissatisfaction that football consumes 6-8 hours a week}. great people on the sidelines with me. it made it all a bit easier.
so to separate for the first time since july seems a bit... confusing for me. how do i keep them all in our lives somehow?!
{i'm a freak. i know.}
i may not have liked the coaches, or the way they coached, but i did love the parents. and the kids. it was fun being a fan.
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on a separate note... we asked my dad to move out of our house a couple of months ago. {this has all been awful}. he decided to find a place to go to, and in the mean time has been staying at his ex-wife's house so that he can steer clear of me. so, how odd for me to come home from a day of football to find all of my date-night leftovers , which i had been eagerly anticipating having for dinner tonight, were no longer in my refrigerator. who, oh who, could have taken my food?
i. love. food.
especially food that i have bought, paid to have served to me, and even left a tip for.
thank G this nightmare is coming to an end. you try to help someone live a good life and...
they steal your leftovers.
{i only mention this part of my day since it literally just happened. right as i type away. sorry that it now means my blog doesn't really flow today.}
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