The ex was in town lastnight, so I happily avoided my place and stayed with the boyfriend. I was kind of tired and grumpy from a bad day at work. He was in a grumpy mood, too, but I think we brought eachother out of it. Guys are funny ... just when you think they're about to say something that will piss you off, they surprise you and say something really nice. I guess I am still not used to being with a good person, as fucked up as that sounds. Anyway, I am not going to analyze it and just be happy.

I am very much looking forward to Seattle this weekend. Too bad it's 6 days away! That's too damn long! I am ready to go right now *lol*

This week has been too much already. My sister got into a bad car accident that could have killed her. Miraculously, though, she didn't even break a bone, even though the airbags didn't go off. She was in the hospital part of Thursday, (the day it happened,) and now she's out and very sore and high from all the pain meds. The scariest thing in life is when something happens to someone you love. Even after I found out she was ok, I couldn't stop shaking. Those of you who know me know that I am not a religious person, however, I would like to publicly thank whatever power was with her that day that kept her safe.

Why is it that when one part of your life is going well, another part falls spectacularly to pieces? My relationship is wonderful, and yet, because of my ex, my family dynamic is all screwed up right now. Everyone feels the need to have their hands in everything. Why? Don't they think I can take care of myself?