A Daily Diary: The Day Is Starting Out Well Enough.

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Friday, March 27, 2015

The Day Is Starting Out Well Enough.

11:49 a.m. I finished 'Incidents in the life of a Slave Girl' and happy to say it had a happy ending. No spoilers. I went through a couple magazines for drawing inspiration and finding very few things I wanted to use. I am feeling the strong urge to draw again...if it must be another face, so be it, every artist has their favorite I suppose. It mainly goes wrong if I, in any hint of a way, try to emulate someone else's art or technique.

I feel guilty for sending Donny away just as I got to the end of my book. God love him. I know it's wrong to think it, but he knocks on the door almost every day, mostly a few times a day and often in the fresh morning hours, for us to talk to him. Meanwhile, we are all thinking we just need a break from visitors. A part of me knows he does it because others might be turning him away and I am sorry.

His speech is very difficult to understand and it makes me anxious trying to conversate with him because my brain has to listen, and at the same time, decipher what he is saying (and often failing) and it is very trying to do...though no fault of his own. His voice is one where it takes frequent conversations to develop the skill of understanding his words. Even then, we are not experts at what he is saying.

Jennifer expressed confusion as to why we allow him to sleep on our lawn in the afternoon to wait for the mail, as he did before we moved here, and were told when we moved in. I didn't give her an explanation. I really only want to say we don't have heart to tell him not to, more so we've come to accept it and move on. It bothered her also that he's of the appearance of a homeless man.

I had to tell her he is NOT homeless, that he lives in a house in the neighboring area behind us, but she was not convinced...even though I've seen where he lives myself. It's even where he lends me his washer. Still, I don't exactly blame her because he wears very, very dirty clothes and looks...unbathed. There was one day where he sat talking to me and was nonchalantly flicking roaches off as they crawled on him. I don't want to seem rude and ask him why he looks like that, but he does. Not only that, who do you know that has a man who sleeps on their front lawn?

 Above all, I don't want to be ashamed of him being in our lives, especially in the way that he is. God must have brought this for a reason, you know.

I really just have to overcome my own origins, in a family comfortable in it's normality who questions anything that steps outside of the normal expectations of the world. It's part of my own troubles I had growing up. I've always been odd. Anyway, this all fills my mind and I had to let it off my chest. I mean nothing against him and he's very welcome in our lives. There are just times where we need a few days off from a visit if it's not too shameful to ask,

12:05 p.m. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. He's harmless, so let it be, I suppose. Of course. Beh. I am spent. I need to do laundry and need to develop the willpower to do so now that I'm nearly out of clothes.

Also, we have not had water for over twenty-four hours and there is still no explanation as to why. Rob couldn't get a hold of the landlord but if this goes on much longer, it could try our patience. I have not bathed, brushed my teeth, and I can only run soap on my hands but no water. We have a little bit of drinking water in the fridge...in a small water. I guess now would be a time, and after, to be thanking God for it. I obviously wasn't doing it enough before.

1:23 p.m. After looking up Harriet's life and other things on wiki, playing on Tumblr and neopets, I'm oddly enough in the mood for making music and fried chicken...still have to do laundry today, too.

2:44 p.m. Rob had to kindly remind me we have no water, therefore laundry is impossible. We did, however, work out a grocery list together. Today is a rainy stay-in day. A pipe burst, apparently, so they are working on the well now to get our water back. Thank you God for these blessings in Jesus Name, amen! God is able to do above all we ask or think.

Speaking of groceries, Cake is buy one, get one free which is perfect for April's birthday cake I'm eager to make her.

3:22 p.m. We just got the water back. Praise the LORD!!! I contemplated whether or not to do the laundry but it's been such a rainy day, I had to elect not. P.S. I'm COLD!!

3:55 p.m. I just went through my references and cut some collage pieces, and saved others for drawing. I WAS ready to draw but then Google distracted me, wanting me to download it's software removal tool and then not load and yada yada!! Need some background noise up to draw with. God bless, Jesus died, rose, saves!

6:39 p.m. Drawing made me anxious so I watched Clueless. I burnt some of the fired chicken, Rob made biscuits and he's going to make mashed potatoes. We planning on shopping tonight. April wasn't sure if she should go but Rob and I convinced her that we love having her there.

8:09 p.m. Food was done and we are hanging out. We are not going shopping tonight for reasons involving April's family that I would have no business typing out here.

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