Monday. I spent all day with my family yesterday, which was fun. But I was reminded at the end of the night as everyone went home with their families, I’m alone.

Yesterday, I also was invited to be a bridesmaid in my 19 year old cousins future wedding in 3 years. Her fiance proposed last month, they knew each other since October. I hardly know her really, odd she would ask me. Very odd.

A coworker died this weekend, he was old and sick. And alone. His obit said survived by cousins and an uncle. Makes my heart break.

Today I find out the INFANT I babysat for at 15 years old is expecting a baby. Been married for a year you know….talk about making me feel old.

And I confirmed once again what I already knew about someone I have been *seeing* sort of and why it is only a sort of. I’m starting to like him, but not for the right reasons…because he is nice and wants the same things in the future and we have fun together and good physical chemistry. But, as he said…not long-term compatible. Of course I know this somewhere deep down inside, but like I said, starting to like him…but not necessarily because of HIM but because…sigh.

OF COURSE I JUST MENTIONED HIM IN AN EMAIL TO SOME PEOPLE this weekend. Because my timing is perfect. Bah.

I’m sick of being the good friend that people have fun with and nothing more. It’s getting about as old as I am.

Happy beginning of the week…eh?

Why would I think I deserve a family and husband and children of my own someday? What a joke.