John's food

This week is finally over! I'm so relieved!

John's sister told me to go over to John's house last night and pick up some things. She gave me all his motivational magnets on his fridge. I gave him one of them, a Colorado magnet I picked up from going to Academy this year. That certainly struck a cord with me when I looked at all those magnets. There is one that has two pigs on it with the caption "We have to stop eating like this". He got that one to remind him to stop pigging out because whenever he ate with me, we would just eat, chat, eat and chat. He said he was concerned about his weight gain so that magnet was supposed to suppress his desires to pig out with me. Haha. Then there was another magnet that has a cartoon bear running ofter a cartoon man with the caption "Canadian Fast Food". I never really understood that magnet but he thought it was a hoot. He really liked it. It was nice to be reminded of those moments with him.

John's sister also gave me a lot of his frozen food. Four GIANT trash bags full of food. She needed to get rid of everything in his house, so taking that food off her hands really helped her. I took all that food back, I knew it couldn't fit in my fridge so I offered some to my students. They ended up telling me it's a bad omen to take food from the deceased. "He might come back and ask for his food back" is what one of them told me. As soon as he said that, chills went down my back. I ended up tossing ALL the food away.

Like I said, it's not like I don't want to see John again, but I'm sooooooo deathly afraid of ghosts and supernatural beings that I really would rather not have any encounters. I was so scared the rest of the night, I almost lost my mind.

Every second I spend alone has left me wallowing in with negativity. I'm really grateful my student has been so willing to keep me company during the night. Last night, both of them came over to keep me sane after the food fiasco! With them over, immediately, the entire vibe of my apartment was transformed. It felt so lively and happy. So different than when I'm there alone: so fearful, anxious and sad.

They studied and worked on their presentation (which is next week). They don't have wifi at their apartment so they were really grateful to use my wifi to look things up and do research for their presentation.

I slept late, but I slept so well last night. My students are night owls so they stayed up chatting and laughing about things. 

Early this morning, one of them woke up and went back to their apartment. He said he couldn't bring all his beauty products and do his whole morning routine at my place. He's so funny.

A few people at work at putting together funds of money to donate to a local charity of choice in John's name. I think John would really like that. He spent his life giving back and doing charity work. I heard the funds are over $100 already. I'm so happy to hear that.

I'm really happy to go home today. So I won't be alone anymore. I'm dreading the drive back where I'll be alone again. I have to remember to bring tissues, I always forget. And I'm left with snot and dried tears streaming down my face. Not a good look.