and my daughter is still home.
i had a long talk with her on friday, and i hope that she understands some things more now than she did before. the first is that i am very firm on her not seeing the boy who drove her on this grand adventure again for the foreseeable future. he treated her badly. i explained to her that guys who cheat can give you diseases. it’s one thing if it’s an honest, open relationship and everyone’s being careful. but if you don’t know what someone else’s sexual activity is, then you absolutely have to protect yourself from getting funky, bad diseases. i told her she deserved better than that, and made her repeat it after me. maybe, someday, she will believe it.
i am glad she is still home. this weekend, we switched her room with that of my son, so that she would be right next to us and less able to get out of the house without us noticing. i hate that i have to do this to keep an eye on her. i guess no one ever said this whole thing would be easy. if they did, they lied.
my weekend was pretty good. i have been making my way through the harry potter books, and this weekend, i finished reading the third year book. it was very good. then i watched the movie, which was okay, but reading the books definately makes you see how limited a media film can be. they, i am sure, out of necessity, had to leave so much out of the movie that was in the book, it was almost sad.
i just started the fourth book. anxious to read it, because from here on out, there are no more movies that have been released yet. i had this vague feeling while reading the book of having seen the movie and when i watched it again, it seemed somewhat familiar, but not really. what does that SAY about the status of my mind? i don’t even want to speculate on that….
i am rather in a funk and not sure what to do about it. i was motivated to work when i got here this morning, but now, i am just in a bad mood. i lost my car keys this morning and became a ranting lunatic. oh well, the cats didn’t look amused.
peace.
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