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 I’ve come to write an entry several times and I always end up staring at a blank screen and then finally giving up.

It’s not that nothing is going on; it’s that it’s the same stuff every day.  Get up, go to work, come home, repeat.

My granddad ended up in the hospital for a few days this week and came home late yesterday afternoon.

The boyfriend has ended up moving in with us after being kicked out of his last place.

Another of my uncles has moved in although his motive is questionable and he’s basically an asshole to everyone’s back and nice to their faces.

I’m basically just here, day in and day out.  Putting one foot in front of the other, not because I’m depressed but because my life has definitely gotten into a rut.  I’m planning a vacation hopefully soon-ish.  No idea what I’ll be doing but I need to do something.