Crazy life

So I went to another ren faire and had a great time. I was silly and helped a guy to "court" the women in the guide even though he wasn't really sure what to do. I made letters to go out to all the women he is to be courting. It went well. I had a blast also with the Spanish as they tried to invade us. I was incharge of tying their "captain and his second to a tree and taking their flag bearer and flag. It was great fun. I also had some really fun guests who had fun as well.

I am getting over the jealousy issues slowly but trying hard as I need to if I am to continue in my current relationship. Some days I am not sure I want to but other days I love him outrageously. We shall see what happens. Next month it will be 3 years. They have gone by so fast and yet not fast enough at times. We get along fairly well except when our friend Booda is around but it is only because we seem comfortable enough to agrue infront of him. He of course wants to hide when he thinks it is happening! Sorry Booda!!!


I also started my new room today. I am a pre-Kindergarten teacher now. Yeah!!!! I am not sure how it will work with the other teacher however as she has been in this room for a long time and she may not like how I do things. We shall see. Wish me luck!

Well goodnight sweet friends and thanks for you hope and love!

Sometimes I hate reading other peoples journals

I guess I should never read things I can't ask about later. I know only half the story then I read their journal and I get more to be bothered by. I just wish I didn't care and knew how to let go. I know that it isn't my problem but then again:

"Men need to feel needed, women need to feel cherished"

no dreams.....

I was talking to my mate, when I realized that I don't dream any more. It made me cry and hurt. I have been so busy with life and work and such that I forgot about the things I have always wanted. I am at the point where I feel lost when I start to think of them as I remember the things I need to do for work and home and real life. I am working 40 hours a week in a job I like and so it is hard to go and dream of what I want to do instead as I am doing it. I don't really read, I cross stitch to relax and I play in a Renassiance Guild to get my dose of adult/grown-up interaction. (Yes some of the people aren't"grown-up" but... they aren't actually 3-5 even if they act it.) I just realized that I believe in other people's dreams but I don't know what mine are any more. I need to find some time to think about it. Help.....