So, things have been interesting lately. Quite honestly, it feels like I wrote in here about two or three days ago. I just feel like life hasn't stopped. The days are running together and shit like that. I've been really restless lately. I mean not like Wendi, who is plagued with...well, with the plague probably. She finally got some drugs. $135 worth of drugs...and that was after insurance did their part. She was in bed @ like 7:30 this evening and was more than likely asleep not long after that. I have been home for over three hours and I bet she has absolutely no clue. I couldn't tell you the last time she slept this soundly. She has been sick for about a month and just went to the doctor earlier today (yesterday now).
I just want to get the hell out of here, but I don't @ the same time. Do you ever get that sort of feeling and just can't seem to shake it. There is this part of me that can't wait for Wendi to graduate so we can move somewhere else and get a non-West Virginia living experience. But, then again, I love it here...I could probably stay here forever and be perfectly happy. I mean shit, I'm just under 24 years of age, have a wife, a house, two paid off cars, a cat, a college degree, a good job (with insurance...big deal in the ol' WV)...so why am I bitching?
Well, that's the thing...I'm not real sure. I just feel like I could do more. Not so much with the "things" in my life. I mean, I feel like I could do more. I feel like I am good enough @ what I do that if Wendi and I were somewhere else we could have nicer paid off cars, and nicer place to live, TWO cats, the more than one "tier" on digital cable, a better job, a wife that didn't have to work, etc. I assume you are getting the picture.
I am sure it will come with time. I think I am just spoiled because my life has moved so fast for the past six months and it is now starting to slow down a little bit. Just not used to it I guess. Eh, whatever. I'm going to bed.