The semester's over. I'm relieved. The grades are rolling in and are, so far, all A's. (Woo) I did a lot of baking yesterday, for my mother. She's feeling better after round five of chemo, but she had a deadline to hit (Saturday), and not a lot of energy to hit it, so I stepped in to help. I found myself quite surprised by the amount of cookies I didn't want to eat. I'm usually nibbling left, right, and center, but not this year. Well. I did nibble some dough...
I find it fascinating, because two days ago, my now ex-boyfriend decided to be a complete and utter asshole and tell me that he just wanted to be "Casual", based on things like I don't keep my house spotless (I have a dog, two cats, and a six year old, work, and go to school, OF COURSE IT'S NOT SPOTLESS, WTF.), that I have cats (don't get me started), and because I'm going to school, which is, in his opinion, not taking care of my child because it means I'm not working full time or fully financially stable.
I'll let that sink in for a moment.
Yes, he actually said that it bothered him that I was having financial troubles because I was chosing to go to school instead of working full time. Now...there's a million problems with that, but we'll stick with the basics here: 1) my job WONT LET ME WORK FULL TIME, 2) going to school IS taking care of my son and 3) he's clean, he's fed, he has clothes, and a roof over his head. FUCK YOU.
So all that shit went down, and then I baked. And I didn't binge. I didn't binge the night before, when he pulled that crap, I didn't binge while baking, and I still haven't binged. I'm really fucking proud of myself for that.
How's your holidays looking so far, Weather Watchers?