So much for positive-ness. No phone calls about jobs. I am not one to worry and stress out, but I am. So that probably says a lot about how unhappy I am about being unemployed.


My mom was helping me tape up the box I was sending to John today. We were talking and she actually asked me if I really thought I could not cheat on him the entire time he was gone. I told her that I'm in love with him, that I don't want to be with anyone but him, and that I couldn't believe she had to ask me that. She told me she was glad that she had finally asked, and I told her that it wasn't a conversation I needed to have with her.

It snowed again. At least, if it stays cold I have an excuse to wear my new winter jacket.