Hmmmm… Things are cool at home (I don’t know if I mention that I am home now). I spent today helping my Mom clean and that kind of stuff. My Mom is kind of a pack rat but not by choice if you know what I mean? My Mom is always doing nice stuff for people ( which I don’t understand forgive me for being so cliché ). Because of this she has a room in the house full of ,gifts for special occasions, papers from projects and comities that she has been on, and a whole lot of other stuff that to me is junk (until I need something, sigh). I use to hate helping my mother with her little projects until I grew up (I am only 20 but we won’t get in to all of that) well I really haven’t grow up. Maybe I should say I use to hate helping my Mom with her projects until I “realized” a few things: that she needs my help (she is getting older), that she put up with me for 20 years, and that all she is asking for is to spend time with me. When I was even younger than I am now I hated doing how work with my Mom. Even though she did most of the work I hated it, looking back I was so lazy. I have noticed now that the only time that we ever spent together was when we were doing those kind of things. The rest of the time I was out with friends, at karate, at gymnastics, or something of that nature. Out of the 24 hours a day I only spent something like 12 at home and 8 of them were asleep. Side note- I remember the D.A.R.E cop (or at least I think it was D.A.R.E) telling my 6th grade class that but we didn’t care then. If I hadn’t have had to clean the house I would have been out and about or sitting around doing nothing. My mind could have possibly been farther from her. The only mother son time she had was doing chores. I am now ashamed to say that I made that time with her offal. So I guess in the end my point is that, Even if my Mom wasn’t making me do house work with her so we could spend time together I wish I had realized that, those were the times that I should have been trying to repay her for feeding me, clothing me, and loving me. I think maybe I could have just said that and spared anyone that reads this all of the blasted reading…Sigh, sorry for the bad grammar and spelling and stuff. I just felt like typing...sigh I am sleepy.