Fat Eye II and More...

June 16, 2008 - Monday

Fat Eye II and More... Current mood: calm Category: Life Well, the verdict is in with regard to the Fat Eye occurrences. Since the day after I wrote the original Fat Eye blog I have been taking my make-up off before hitting the sack and I have had ZERO occurrences of whatever it was that was making my eyes swell up. I say eyes because it finally happened to the right eyelid, as well. I am thinking that maybe my mascara attracts some little bug or mite or something and it comes up, bites me and sucks my blood, and then my eyelid gets fat. This may not be the exact diagnosis, but removing the make-up seems to have solved the problem. I'll keep you posted... I know you care. Okay, so the "More" part of this blog is that my parents are moving as soon as they get home from Alaska. They are leaving for Alaska (hopefully - oh did I say that out loud?) on Wednesday of this week and should be home (maybe by then I'll be happy to see them) around the 20th or 25th of July. (While they are away I will certainly play.) They are moving (same city, different house) into the house that my brother and his family are vacating. Apparently, I am moving, too. I have very little details at this time. I just found out on Saturday that the deal was made (the sale of the house to my parents). I do know that while they are gone I am expected to move as much of my stuff into the garage area as possible... I also know that I will be living under the roof again - although this is a much bigger house and I'll be downstairs while their room will be upstairs. Of course for me, this brings up questions about the Lemon Souffle' room. After all, I did just finally get my bed out there. Thankfully I haven't been able to get to my big furniture otherwise I'd be a little miffed... well, more miffed than I am. I have done so much moving since I graduated college that I'm REALLY tired of it and would SERIOUSLY like to stay in one place for more than a few months... It really is Murphy's Law that as soon as I got all my stuff transferred to the new address I would be moving again. I was smart this time, however, and finally got a PO box. So initially I was really up in arms about the whole move thing, then I got some sleep, and realized that it will be okay. I thought about how nice it will be to "escape" to my bro's house and have it be steps away as opposed to miles away (especially with gas prices the way they are now). I also like the idea of living inside where there's heat and air conditioning and where I won't be in the way (as much) as I was before when I lived under the roof. There is a possibility that the entire downstairs will be rarely occupied by anyone but me, so that makes me happy, too. I just want to have privacy, y'know? If they don't have to walk by my room to get to the rest of the house then maybe they won't listen in on my conversations or try to hear what I'm doing. I mean, c'mon, I'm not 15 anymore! Even as it stands now they have to walk past my Lemon Souffle room to get to the back door of the garage and I see their shadow under the door when they stop to listen in. The frustrating thing about all of this is that part of me knows this sounds ungrateful, but I'm NOT ungrateful. I'm just STILL looking for the acknowledgment that I have done a few good things in my life, that I am a decent human being, and that I do have SOME mature characteristics beyond the gray hair and laugh lines that seem to be multiplying. I'm not looking for an Offspring of the Year award any more than they are considering giving me one, but I guess I'd just like things to be less one sided with regard to good ol' fashioned human respect and common courtesy. On my end, I am going to take the next month and pray about how I can do better. (I find that sitting in the sun, relaxing, and getting a tan, make fore great prayer conditions... truly.) Despite my whining and frustration, I know that there is NOTHING I can do that will CHANGE my parents. Only God can do that and it's none of my business whether He does or doesn't. My whining and frustration are simply venting sessions to take the edge off so I don't throw a tantrum and be disrespectful to them. I can, however, change me with the help and direction of God. It takes me a while, but each time I come back to that TRUTH. I think I am getting better at it, too, because a few years back I would have blown up at the first sign of trouble and just moved out - even if it meant living in my car... FOR REALZ! So, all of this to say that the Lemon Souffle' room will soon be abandoned and probably torn down. I will be busier than I originally planned while the parental units are away on holiday, which is fine - I will still have time to get my tan and hang with friends. I will get to watch some television - not sure if that's a bonus or not. Oh! I can have the ladies from SS class over, too, that will be fun. Yeah, things will be okay... after all, everything looks better with a tan.