PlanetJanet

So last night I found out that Ash and Pikachu are having a last mini series before they leave the Pokemon show. I was tearing up because it feels like a part of me died. When my dad left when I was younger, I was stuck to the confines of my apartment while my mom worked three jobs. It was lonely, but Pokemon kept me company. The show would play every Saturday with some reruns throughout the week, and I had my Gameboy color and Red version playing. I've played every Pokemon game there is to exist. I've also rewatched the series at least 8 times.

It sounds so stupid for me to feel this sad. My heart hurts and I really thank Pokémon, Ash, and Pikachu for "being there" for me for the last 26 years.

Its my boyfriend's 31st birthday and I'm so thankful of him. It was an eye opener at dinner when he told me he wants to hear about my day at work even though I thought initially I'd bore him to death.

I got to leave work early today.

He said, "dang I wish I wasn't manager no more."

I remembered him telling me he needed to use vacation hours to make ends meet which is why he significantly has less than I do even though he makes more.

It humbled me and I'm really grateful I was able to step down and make it all work.