I’ve always thought of myself as an independent woman who didn’t need a man to survive.  I’d always preferred living alone.  But it seems that now I’m completely lost without Mitchell here.

Mitchell left to go see his dad in West Virgina.  I’ve forced all my friends to baby sit me one night each this week.  Tonight Nita and I went to dinner then shopping.  I came home, talked to Mitchell for a few minutes then started playing on the computer.  I thought all was going to be ok tonight.  Then I smell this plastic burning smell.  I sit up and turn to see that I’ve caught Mitchell’s plastic plant on fire.  I had a candle lit beside it, as it started to burn down, flame got higher, plant catches fire.  To top it off, as I’m going to blow the fire out, I step on my makeup mirror and crush it.

I’m hoping he gets home soon before I do burn the house down.