a bad day. We get them, I know. I argued with my boyfriend about his driving. I argued with my mom about the fact that I don't want to rent my 3 bedroom house out to 3 totally different people and 2 should be a comfortable maximum-she didn't listen. I over-drafted on my account by MEGA BUCKS (my dumb ass mistake) and I'm scared to take one more breath.
It's just a bad day. I feel out of complete control and I'm assuming that this just where I need to be-out of it and out of control. Just a bad day. not nearly as bad as the next person-but hey..we all feel things differently.
what I can't wait to do is leave work and enjoy a big ass bowl of lucky charms ( I haven't been able to afford that $4.46 box-but luckily for me-my sister bought a box and I'm going to dig right in).
I wish I could hug myself
I wish I could hug myself
I wish I could hug myself
This blog is about how a late bloomer-finally takes a stab at some of her personal dreams. Let's start with Dream #1 - JOINING THE PEACE CORPS. Status: Actively serving as a PCV in the Republic of Azerbaijan. But it doesn't stop there...
Jun 15, 2011
Today is just simply
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