My niece Brittney was baptized on Sunday. I decorated the apartment yesterday for fall. Two things that make me really happy. Scott came home last night, but he just left again. I'm really sad. He was out of town last week and will be again next week. I couldn't fall asleep until 1:30, and then I woke up to his alarm at 4:30. I can't go back to sleep. I don't want to go to work. I miss my friends in Oklahoma and having family around. No hugs here. I'm lonely. I signed up to volunteer to help out at a community Thanksgiving dinner next week. I'm tired of having to defend myself in my decision to quit school. Why can't everyone just accept it and not make me feel worse about it? When someone outside my family asks how school is going, now I have to tell them, and then they get this frown on their face like I just made the worst decision of my life. I didn't. Don't they have more faith in me than that? And can't they see that that was probably a hard decision for me and there will be an adjustment period? Instead they make me feel even more isolated. Except Joe Harper. Thanks, Joe. I just noticed today is 4 months for Scott and me. That's cool. That's all I have to say.