Post by curtisizumi on Jan 17, 2012 13:27:33 GMT -5
Sunday, September 14 19--
I'm not into keeping journal entries and all that. However, the physician said it wouldn't be a terrible idea to keep track of how I am feeling and what I think about the things going on around me. Great, reading over that last sentence... I've turned into one of those cliche journal writers talking to the pages of -- Dammit I did it again...
Let's see where do I begin? Honestly my health couldn't be any better, well it could but...You know. Whatever Hohenheim actually did has helped out a lot, I can breath much easier and I don't cough up blood nearly as much as I used to, which in my most humbly biased opinion is a good thing. It makes tasks much easier, and honestly has helped Seig and I's relationship. I owe that man a debt.
We've been traveling more often now, Mason has gotten an alright handle on running the shop himself, eventually Seig wants to hand over the shop to the boy while we act like landlords... I don't really see how that is any different then what is going on now; Then again I also can't see myself as the type to just sit around and do nothing all day. That's just grossly wasteful. But the man has to settle down eventually, he's aging worse than me sometimes... Don't tell him I said that, I do love him and his age.
Jeez, I just realized I told a journal to not tell my husband something I said... Am I really buying into this whole thing? Ugh, anyway they also said to mention anything happening around me; well lately the neighborhood kids have been coming over less frequently, Mason is in pain because of it, the softie. I guess it's because of their schooling, or maybe playing with a meat shop employee isn't the first thing on their minds. It's understandable, they have to split away at some point, there will be more and Mason can have his fun, he really is a big kid.
Let's see, We will be having a few celebrations coming up near the Lake, so tourists are sure to be piling in. September? The child would be Seventeen now. I'm not sure I'd know how to handle a child at that age, what kind of things would he do? I was Eighteen when I began my life training, Ed and Al were younger than that... I suppose I'd just go with what I know, that's how the animals do it.
This month Seig and I are going to visit Central City, maybe help out with anything we can get a hold of, or just buy some imported meats to sell. If the Armstrongs are there I suppose a visit is in order, though I do hope we don't catch them at their home. They're wonderful people but...Certainly makes you feel small there. Even Seig gets excited, I haven't seen him like that in a while. Makes me smile.
I guess I will sign off now, I can't keep this writing up - Work to do... I'll write maybe one or two more, this might actually grow on me, Maker forbid...
I'm not into keeping journal entries and all that. However, the physician said it wouldn't be a terrible idea to keep track of how I am feeling and what I think about the things going on around me. Great, reading over that last sentence... I've turned into one of those cliche journal writers talking to the pages of -- Dammit I did it again...
Let's see where do I begin? Honestly my health couldn't be any better, well it could but...You know. Whatever Hohenheim actually did has helped out a lot, I can breath much easier and I don't cough up blood nearly as much as I used to, which in my most humbly biased opinion is a good thing. It makes tasks much easier, and honestly has helped Seig and I's relationship. I owe that man a debt.
We've been traveling more often now, Mason has gotten an alright handle on running the shop himself, eventually Seig wants to hand over the shop to the boy while we act like landlords... I don't really see how that is any different then what is going on now; Then again I also can't see myself as the type to just sit around and do nothing all day. That's just grossly wasteful. But the man has to settle down eventually, he's aging worse than me sometimes... Don't tell him I said that, I do love him and his age.
Jeez, I just realized I told a journal to not tell my husband something I said... Am I really buying into this whole thing? Ugh, anyway they also said to mention anything happening around me; well lately the neighborhood kids have been coming over less frequently, Mason is in pain because of it, the softie. I guess it's because of their schooling, or maybe playing with a meat shop employee isn't the first thing on their minds. It's understandable, they have to split away at some point, there will be more and Mason can have his fun, he really is a big kid.
Let's see, We will be having a few celebrations coming up near the Lake, so tourists are sure to be piling in. September? The child would be Seventeen now. I'm not sure I'd know how to handle a child at that age, what kind of things would he do? I was Eighteen when I began my life training, Ed and Al were younger than that... I suppose I'd just go with what I know, that's how the animals do it.
This month Seig and I are going to visit Central City, maybe help out with anything we can get a hold of, or just buy some imported meats to sell. If the Armstrongs are there I suppose a visit is in order, though I do hope we don't catch them at their home. They're wonderful people but...Certainly makes you feel small there. Even Seig gets excited, I haven't seen him like that in a while. Makes me smile.
I guess I will sign off now, I can't keep this writing up - Work to do... I'll write maybe one or two more, this might actually grow on me, Maker forbid...