Good things and Good People...(namely ME)

I had mentioned before how things at the job were changing. The new boss thing went through. No one really can stand this person, I told this persons boss, who asked me before making the change, that I can get along with anyone. And, I really can. I'm easy going, go with the flow.

Let's hope I don't eat my words. But the reason behind it was selfish...my development as a manager with the company will be more attended to with the new boss.


But this isn't about stuffy old work stuff.

I met with my old boss who first, who told me that my merit increase went through. Which, you know, 3% is always nice to see each year. But on top of that? The company decided to re-evaluated my salary, and that I needed an adjustment. So, ummmmm, someone ended up getting a 7.5% raise!!!!!! (ME!!) (this also means my BONUS next year will be even MORE!!!)

I was completely caught off guard. I mean, when I was promoted from a lowely secretary, I couldn't believe the raise they gave me, which doubled my salary at the time and enabled me to quit working two jobs.

Now? All I have to say is that I am sure glad my job at my last company was eliminated after 7 faithful years, which led me to the current employer. And that I didn't waste tens of thousands on college, and instead went to vocational school to learn my office-ly talents, was taught a good work ethic from my parents, and am just plain awesome.

Oh, and I'm also glad that I get a bad-ass discount on jewelry, because in celebration of my new found wealth, I am trading in my 1/3ct princess cut earrings, for 1/2ct! HALVES! I can hardly stand it! Before you know it I'll be on my way to full carats!

Ok, so I'm also being responsible and putting the entire raise automatically into a savings account, so that I can buy new furniture, and save for my very own house, since I seem to be getting along just fine without it.

I can hardly believe how fantastic things are going, just because I believed they would! It's kinda my reward for being jerked around the past few years. I'll take it!

P.S. Officially only two sizes from REAL goal size. I am into my "I'll live with it" size. But I'm not settling!

I think I'm going to get my run on while listening to this song today. Oh yea.

Child Free...

I have for a long time favored being child free, for being strapped down by kids. Giving up my life to take care of ungrateful children.

Last night at my Moms she encouraged me to get pregnant. To me, having kids is like some club that its members will do anything to have more people join.

People, especially those who have kids, find it very difficult to believe I don't want them. As if encouraging me to do it will change my mind.



I don't have that need that most women have. I also don't think they will enhance or better my life in any way because I'm a realist. I know that they will make things harder. And that if I want to have kids to keep a man, make someone marry me, or make me feel complete, those are all bad reasons.



I don't need to keep a man if he wants to leave let him. I made someone marry me back in 1996 and well, that lasted a whopping two years. And, I am a complete person on my own. I love me, and enjoy my company. I don't have a problem being by myself and an interruption to my me time, would only piss me off and make me resent a child.



I saw this at planned parenthood last weekend (where I spent my Saturday morning.....needless to say I finally made an appointment at the real gyno so I can stop having to pick up my pills there each month) A book called No Kids By Corrine Maier.

I just think everyone's life decisions deserve respect. I understand wanting kids. It's just not for me. And I don't think I should be made out to be abnormal because I'd rather have my freedom.



Plus, I'm already the mother of 4 cats and a smelly dog. (and one fish...RIP Kate.....)

No Rocking My Boat...

I keep having dreams about the water. I'm going to check my dream tags to see how often they occur. For a while, it was the ocean splashing up over a bridge while im driving, and I drive through it.

Specifically, the carribean ocean.

I just sort of know it's the carribean. Well, mostly because it's clear, and blue, and the sand is white. I'm almost always on vacation. And I either am by myself, or meet friends and/or family there.

The plane ride is usually solo.

So I looked up Water/ocean in my dream book:

To see calm, clear water in your dream, signifies that you are in tune with your spirituality. It denotes serenity, peace of mind, and rejuvenation.

Yea, it's awesome to be me.

Happiness Is..

Happiness Is...going to get your breakfast at work each day and the guy yells out your order before you get to the counter. Egg beaters, turkey bacon, on an english muffin. It's music to my starving ears. It's also having the breakfast guy tell you, that you don't have to watch calories, when he tries to put cheese on your sandwich as he does every day, and you tell him while you love cheese, you had to stop seeing each other so much because of the calories.

I also had one of the VP's tell me I look thin today. It's officially my day. This is all very good because as I pulled into my parking spot today, I thought.....ugh, I so don't want to work out.

It's been cold round these parts of Ohio, but I really don't mind. I love to cuddle up with my cute manfriend and keep warm. I like doing it when its hot out too, but its not as enjoyable. When we get sweaty together, he covers my eyes and blows on my forehead to cool me off. Sometimes he'll hold up my hair for me too if I'm hot. I don't know that you would ever find someone as cute and considerate as he is. He's cute in a non clingy non annoying way. And sexy. And he's mine. I feel like that should end with a maniacal laugh.

I was talking to my coworker yesterday about fate. And how her and her fiance sometimes ran in the same crowd but never got together. I didn't run in my manfriends crowd, cus he lives 50 miles away. But, there are times we will talk about being at a concert, and we'll say "I was there!!" There's been about three concerts we were both at.

The most strange, is that he went to one of my school dances. What are the odds of a big city boy, going to a dance where we had a horse farm next door? I guess he met a girl from my school swimming out my way. They "dated" meaning he went to a few football games at my school. (I was in the marching band!) And he took her to one of our dances, that I was at!

It's funny what a small world it really is. I've read so much about how everything happens for a reason, and finding out that you cross paths with someone so often is more proof that you were on the right path in life. Signs along the way. They reassure me that I'm where I am suppose to be. With who I am meant to be with.

As if I needed any signs for that. My heart already knows. *smile*

Hoping to go to this winery on Saturday. Look how pretty it is!

Does Monday Count if You didn't sleep?...

I got zero sleep last night. On account of I was up all night hacking my lungs out of my throat. I'm pretty sure not coughing and being unable to breathe was a much better feeling. At least my eyes didn't feel like they'd pop out of my skull. And my throat didn't feel like little men spent the night sanding my throat with sandpaper. And I slept. I literally saw the clock every hour. Hello Monday!

I actually had someone to take care of me too. My manfriend. I've never had that before. It's such a nice change! I think he's the sweetest thing! He still tells me I'm beautiful in the morning, even when I'm not. Tucked me in like a "me" burrito on the couch. Gave me medicine. Banged my back to break up my phlem. Made me yummy mac and cheese and delicious lemon tea with honey. Kissed me even though I'm highly contagious, and said he couldn't keep his lips off me if I paid him. (awww!)

We are both continually amazed at how unlike "everyone else" we both are. It doesn't get old either. I think once you've struck out so many times with shitty people, when you really find what you are looking for, it's like Christmas every day. (I love presents, but I love my manfriend way more!)

Another reason I happen to think he is irresistable, is the fact that I made his cat a catster page...and he didn't tell me it was stupid. There is also a cat at his house that is a stray, and injured. His back leg is hurt and he can't walk he plops over. He stayed outside with me while I petted him forever, and didn't complain, and actually had compassion for that animal. He also fed it a can of food. Shhh... Then he took pictures of him for me to post online found ads.

And, wait for it......

He actually said we should open an animal rescue. I think someone mixed all the perfect man ingredients in a big bowl, and baked me a manfriend. Now, the universe has to send me the lottery for all this to happen, but I'm confident it will.

And I love having inside jokes with someone.Like this scene from Superbad.

Did you have a happy Mother's Day? I didn't see my Mother. She can't catch what I have cus it'll be worse for her. I spent it burrito'd up on the couch with a cute boy!

Reason 234 I'm meant to be with my manfriend? His friend told him this weekend he's destined to be an old cat man. (like I'm totally gonna be an old cat lady) so we decided to be old cat people together. Eat that world!

P.S. Have you heard this remake of careless whisper by Seether? (BTW: Awesome.) But, I did learn that all this time I thought these lyrics:

'should have known better than to cheat a friend'

was

'sugar don't bite I like to cheat a friend'

Titleless Post...

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They canceled that incentive trip to Mayacoba at work due to the pig flu. Honestly, I pictured the outbreak like, in the crappy areas where people live in boxes in Mexico. Not the fancy resort areas.

I witnessed this box living a few miles from where my ex husband and I were on our Shitheadmoon (can't call it a honeymoon when he isnt my honey) in Cancun. We ran out of money, and had to have my Mom and sister wire us some. The trip to pick it up was a memorable one. They live in boxes with carpets for roofs. And we went back to our air conditioned hotel room with marble floors, and free bottles of alchohol. America really is the land of opportunity, you can't blame them for wanting to come over. Though I think it should be done legally. (that's another story)

Cancun! Oh how I wish I would have went with someone I loved, instead of someone I thought I should marry in order to start a family by 25. My how things have changed! I thank the universe for knowing better what I needed than I did!

Is anyone else worried that we are catching animal sicknesses? Remember that book Animal Farm? We had to read it in school. I always knew they could talk, it's probably their way of taking over the world, first birds, then pigs, next cows. Except, I really think cows are adorable. It makes me cry when they show them with mad cow disease on the news. It literally pains my heart. So, instead of cows, flu, can you infect snakes? I could kill a zombie snake I think!

What scares me worse than some flu, is that flesh eating bacteria. Saw it again on Oprah yesterday. A woman lost her whole side of her body cus she cut her finger with a chef's knife! Eeek.

I havn't lost weight latley. But Kat sent me a picture last night of me 2 years ago (before losing 72lbs) and ummmmm....besides being horrified that I thought I looked cute, I remembered that I have made progress, and it's taken 2 years. Patience. I just want to lose 20 more. Isn't the last 20 the hardest? Ugh.

Rest assured though, I am still doing my 50 minutes at lunch treadmill/eliptical, sometimes both, and a couple days a week walking after work. I also added core work/weights 3 days a week with the balance ball, which I can already tell the difference in my balance. I'm getting there. I just have to get my food right.

It's hard to balance working out and eating, because you have to eat more when you work out, or you're always hungry. And that leads to eating 4 bananas a day and while this may sound good, they are high in calories and sugar. If you don't feed the hunger, you don't lose weight, despite working out 2 hours a day. IF you eat too much, you don't lose weight cus you had too many calories. Sometimes I want to scream and give up. But then a friend sends you a fat picture, and you remember why you are doing it.

P.S. Maybe if you think about me losing 10lbs I will? Anyone? Help?

This and That...

As I was saying yesterday...Happiness is, putting on your summer clothes, and they are too big. So, Pictures! This is a picture of a waist line. Something that has started to show up recently, that I havn't had in....well years. I had a tire around there.

This was me Saturday when I put on my shorts from last year. I also took a picture from my point of view, which is I can see right down the leg holes to the ground. I remember when I first bought them, I had to squeeeeze into them.











In cute news, when I had trouble getting my contact out this weekend, and showed my cute manfriend my red eye, he took me into the bathroom and rinsed my eyes for me with saline, and then kissed me on the forehead. I've never in my life had a man take any kind of care of me. But I'm liking it a whole lot! It makes me get all sappy and weepy. He still puts me in the car like a gentleman too. I think its the most adorable thing in the world!

I bought these treats for my dog at Trader Joe's, that are made with people stuff. They are peanut butter flavored. I tried them. I found them to be quite good. Like a slightly overcooked peanut butter cookie minus the sugar! I might be on to a new diet trend or something. Stay tuned.


It's earth day week at work. We have to clean out our desks. What we don't want they are making into a "re-store" in one of the training rooms. On Wednesday, we get to go shopping for stuff in there. We also have a petting zoo at work for earth day. I already told the girls, they know where to find me. I'll just die if there are goats and llamas!

Do you watch Medium? I love that show, but last nights episode kinda freaked me out!

P.S. My foot hurts so horribly. I think I really hurt it inside. This working out stuff is for the birds.

The Silver Lining...

One thing I can say about losing your cat. The stress is good for your weight loss. Not that I advocate losing your cat, because it's not good for your sleep pattern, or brain. I've been completely useless at work this week. And, I'm gonna have a tough time getting out of bed tomorrow morning. Who am I kidding, I mean tomorrow afternoon. I don't do Saturday mornings.

But apparently I do Sunday mornings. Last weekend the manfriend and I got up at 8:30 a.m. I don't have a clock in my room, or this wouldn't have happened. The good thing about being up early is going out to breakfast. They put a Sonic in five minutes from my house (I know, can you believe it???!!!) so we hit it up for breakfast. Guess what Sonic has? Frito pie. This has long since been a favorite at fairs, and is served in a restaurant? Brilliant! I got an egg sandwhich. And a frozen latte. For lunch, I introduced the manfriend to Swenson's. Big city folk don't have Swenson's, and I really feel bad for them. Of course, he loved it. It's the yummiest burger joint around. And my non beef eating ways always takes a back seat for some swensons once in a while.

Seeing that I ate like crap to stuff my sorrow's I still managed to lose weight this week, bringing my weight loss total up to (wait for it........) 72 lbs!!! AAAAH! Almost 3/4 of 100 lbs, I can barely believe it. I also attribute this to the fact that I'm upping my workouts to "train" for the Cleveland marathon. Doesn't that sound important? (I stole this idea from Allison)Ok, in reality, I'm gonna do the 10k with Kat. That's still alot for your first time. I do 3.5 miles every day, so I've upped it to 4, and started doing more inclines, and 5 min more of jogging. We all know that outside is nothing like a treadmill.

Did I mention that while up at the buttcrack of dawn this past weekend, we actually had to wait for stores to open? Like, we were there too early? And, we got awesome parking, and had no traffic. Old folks have it all figured out.

My lessons for the week are that I have the best manfriend in the universe, who loves my cat, and took fantastic care of me while I was sad, and fabulous people who care about me enough to ask how my kitty is each day. Oh..and I need to get my back door fixed. Kitty is settling back nicely with the other cats. She's being really assertive to the kittens, and seems to be in good health, and her poo is normal.

P.S. 72 lbs?!!!!!!!!

I once was lost, but now I'm FOUND!...

Look who was in my laundry room last night!! She's home!! I went all "CSI" last night, and got out my video camera, and aimed it at the woods, and covered my porch with flour and put cat food outside. I figured, I'd see kitty prints if she was around. I watch a lot of TV, but at least I learn things. At about 11 I was distraught again, and started to cry. If you didn't know, my Dad died in 2001, so I decided to ask him to bring my kitty home.

I said "please Dad if you are listening bring my Fizzy home". I decided a little before 12 to go out and check the trap because I moved it. I took along with me, my sweeper contents to spread in the woods. Contents of a 4 cat household=cat hair.

A car with a squealing belt was in the road stuck. But...was that a cat bell I heard under the noise? Hope fluttered in my stomach! I called to her, and listened....called, and heard nothing. Spread around the cat hair, checked the trap. And on my way back home I
happened to look to my left....And there's my cat. Looking at me. Right in front of my 2 doors down neighbor's garage!

I called to her and talked to her, and she stayed put. After a minute I decided I had to try to get her, and as I went to her, she took off as fast as her stubby legs would carry her....right into my GARAGE! I shut the door and screamed THANK YOU! And rushed inside.



She has a tail and a butt and belly full of burrs. So obviously she's been in the woods somewhere. Her eyes were messy, but mostly, she was thirsty and hungry. So she ate. In between eating, she purred, and rubbed against me and got lots of pets.









I spent time cutting away her burrs and brushing her, and loving her. I was so happy to have her home! The other cats were like...."eh, she's home" her boy gave her kisses, but the girl kind of ignored her.












And, as you can see after a few hours, she was snuggled up with her Mom on the couch. Catching some snoozes. She slept on my pillow and purred all night!

This morning she had a jumbo hershey kiss in the litterbox, and poo all over her fluffy butt and legs. So I had to be late to work cleaning her up some more. I don't think she ate for the 5 days. I'll keep an eye on her and see if she needs the vet. She seems to be happy to be home!


Thank you to everyone for your encouragement and kind words, they really kept me going, and gave me hope!!!

*P.S. I know there is bacon in my cats bowl. She didn't eat it but I thought it was worth a shot!

Good things come to those who wait...

I inherited another support person at work. Which doesn't work in my job but I supervise. (doesn't alleviate my work load) I will know all aspects of the company now my boss said. Which makes me valuable. I like value! My only employee to date, has pneumonia and has been at work like 2 days in 2 weeks, and it's stressing me out. I'm learning the not so new girl's job, and enlisting her help as much as possible.

Well, I didn't go out on St. Patty's day. I think thats the first time in 12 years (since my 21st bday, shhh) that I didn't at least have "a" green beer. It's not socially acceptable to me to go to a bar alone, because I flake when boys try to pick me up. I completely suck at turning people down so they get the picture. So, I stayed home. I did have plans but a friends BF was ill and she stayed home. I watched dancing with the stars. What did you do that was cooler than that?

(don't tell me, I'll feel worse......)

Did you watch Tool Academy, and catch the recap show? Oh-m-gee! I might have had that same fight on national TV back in the day, and put up with a tool like this. It's called insecure. I love reality TV, it reminds me how far I've come in life! It was worth watching the whole season just for this recap show!


Tough love is also a pretty good show. You should watch it for dating advice, its common sense stuff like, if you walk around with your boobs hanging out, guys will look at you as a skank. Or you are so annoying when you are skinny and you say how fat you are in order to fish for compliments from guys. (P.S. girls hate this too) Or, when you put yourself down, it's a turnoff.


In other news, I have been having a hard time sleeping in my bed when I'm not with my manfriend, which is 97% of the time. It bothers me too. It's my bed. I think it bothers me most because I never really enjoyed sleeping with someone before. I liked my space.

But now, sleeping on my couch doesn't make me look at the empty side (empty, aside from one stinky dog) and think about how much I miss him. And then I start to wonder, how he can say that I'm everything he wants, and wants to be with me more, but not want to be with me all the time cus he isn't ready. I'm just at a different point in my own life. So, to avoid thinking about it, and obsessing over it, I sleep on the couch. Distraction.


I get my panties all in a bunch over that stuff, and then I forget it when we're together, and he tucks me in under the blankets, or puts burn medicine on my arm cus I burned it with a curling iron, (after kissing it...*melt*) or the millions of times he tried to help my blisters (which I don't get anymore with mah new fancy shoes, hollllaaaa!)

Or when hes cooking for us he'll bring me in a peice of cheese (I loves the cheese) Or pours my drinks for me in a gentlemanly way, or puts me into a car when we go somewhere. Or, that writing all that stuff actually made me tear up like a sappy fool. He does a lot of cute stuff that makes me mad, because it makes me love him more and I can't help it. Argh. I feel taken care of with him. And....that's why I'm patient. Not because its easy.

Some things are worth waiting for. Plus, I've never had anything worth having that I didn't have to work for in some way. This is what I get for telling the universe years ago that I wanted to learn patience.

Be careful what you wish for.

How I Didn't Win The Lotto....

I'm all about how things line up and *gasp* it's meant to be! So, on Friday it was the mega millions drawing. I didn't know. I don't pay attention. I was at work until almost 7, working for free on the stupid up-coming meetings. Counting out packets of info I had stapeled together (by hand, because if you work in an office you know that the copiers never work, and you especially can't use the staple feature....right?) I had to make 200 sets of all this stupid info. And I counted them out into sets of 10, because it's easier to count in 10's. So, 20 sets of 10 is 200. (cookie?)

After I slaved away making stupid recruiting packets, I stopped to buy some cancer sticks, where I paid by bank card, and the woman at the circle K said..."would you like to buy a mega millions ticket" I said I don't have cash. She says "not even quarters?" And I said well, I may have dimes and nickels.

So I counted out exactly 10 dimes. I had 10 dimes. Ten. As in I was counting packets of 10 for hours at work. It's a sign! What's better? Two of the numbers on the auto pick are my birthday. 12, 14.

I started spending the millions in my mind. (This is where I buy an island and move away and charge people to visit me, cus I might be rich but I don't like free loaders, right?) I swear, this is like the 5th time I have in my gut felt I was going to win big.

And

I

Didn't

However, no one won, and now its 140 million today, and I have a $1 bill with a CAT stamped on it. It's totally meant to be! I'm buying a bed! And new glasses and contacts! I have insurance now, but since I pay for insurance I still cant really afford to go to the dr. It's a viscious cycle.

Yesterday I had to workout in my push up bra. I didn't pack a sports bra. Want to talk about uncomfortable? It's also almost my time of the month, so the girls didn't appreciate being jostled around like that. Ow. What's worse, I had to wear a sweaty bra all day long. But I still worked out. That's the moral of my story.

Oh, this weekend at the manfriends party a girl mentioned having graduated in 2000. Then said to the rest of us, what did you graduate in 98?

And, I've decided (erin) to put the second job thing on hold, at least to see how much money I bring in from this new stimulus tax cut. (you know, I'm openly laughing about this....)

Happiness Is...

I had a shitty Tuesday at work. I could get into the overly exciting story, about how it seems that I am taking the shit for everyone at work latley, and I have no time to even pee or poo, but I wont.

But smack dab in the middle of my crappy day....Heather emailed me a picture of the ex husband, and his new wife, aka baby momma. Now, I had seen a half assed photo of her before. I know some about her because the girl who does my hair, runs with my ex husbands crowd sometimes. (don't I sound old?)

It's satisfying to see he is with some skanky looking hoe. And that they fight like we did, and break things and throw stuff at each other. Good to know that his life hasnt changed any, in 10 years, but add to that having three children all by different girls. Where am I, oh yes.. I'm in such a happy place in life, and I don't have the hate and the drama anymore.No abuse. I don't have the jealous rages. The constant arguing. Name calling. Tearing me down. Spying, begging, and anything else that comes with a shitty relationship. That's satisfying enough, just knowing how happy I am.

But the best part? Is seeing that he is a big fat tub of lard. Mostly because he always liked to call me fat. And look what happens? Karma gets you. I'm healthy, and working out, and I look better than I did even 10 years ago...and looks like he might pop. I love the universe. All you have to do is truck along and do the right thing, and assholes take care of themselves. I never had to do a thing, he made his own messes, and I'm still a fun, happy, positive girl with no drama in her life. I have a spectacular manfriend that fills me with happy rather than sad, and he treats me like gold! It's funny how things happen.

Add to that at the end of the day this conversation happened:

Coworker to me: "Well, you may remember, but I'm sure youre younger than me, I'm 27"
Me: "Why...thank you, I happen to be 33"

I still got it.

Did you hear about this Chimp attack? The 911 call made me really sad. I couldn't imagine.

Here's the thing though, I didn't know monkeys ate steak and lobsters? Who gave him a taste for meat? I thought they ate leaves and bananas? And xanax? Tea? For pete's sake!

Please, don't let me be a crazy old lady with that has a bobcat, or a leopard cus they are cute.

Please?

When "positive" is a good thing...

I watched the most interesting thing on Ellen a while back. These people were ontalking about the power of thought. There was some movie they did called "The Secret"I think you have to buy it. Anyway it was just about how you bring into your life the good and the bad by the way you think. This goes along with my favorite phrase, 'you don't become what you want, you become what you believe'. Positive thinking. I'm a believer. So the guy said to sit and meditate on what you want in your life every day, block out all distractions, and think soley of what you want. Eventually it will come into your life. Don't just think about it, picture yourself doing it, achieving it, in the situation. It's all about the fact that we subconsiously put into place the steps to get us where we want to be.

So, I was unemployed when I saw it. And CP had been a dick to me. So at first I tought about hooking up with someone else. A lot. It happened! Next, I thought about a job. Which, was hardnot having a job to think about besides the one I got canned from. But once I interviewed at my current job, that was all I thought about. I pictured myself at work, and working on the things they said the job entailed.

I got the job. I thought about CP acting like a decent human being to me...and now he is. I still don't believe it, so I'm not getting sucked back in but still...You have to admit its coincidental.
Which started me thinking about this whole positive thinking thing. I'm not talking about thinking "I wish I had a job" it's setting time aside to devote to meditation.

I decided the next thing I would draw into my life would be money. They said on the show if you want more money, not to think about debt, because most people think about their debt and draw more debt into their lives, then wonder why "I'm always in debt". To attract money, picture yourself with money, how you would live, what you would do, imagine being prosperous. So, uh, I did. A lot.

And wouldnt you know, life pulled it to me? First, I got that last severence check that will really help me out. Then..I got that second job. Yes, I know I said I didn't get it. Because the guy told me if I didn't hear from him by 7 that Friday night, I didn't get it. So I still sat and thought about having money. Working a second job. Honestly, I pictured myself working at the police station. Yesterday, I got a call from the temp service, offering me the job. I know it sounds like a load of crap, but I'm telling you, the mind is a powerful thing.

I start the second job next Thursday and Friday at 6. I'm not sure when I'll be working yet but it's suppose to be weekends and some weeknights 'as needed'. So...there you have it. I will have money for savings. Money to pay off credit cards, money to pay the government, and live. I wouldn't have had this money if I didn't get let go from my job. Weird how that happens, one bad thing can turn into a positive. I knew eventually I'd find the good in it.

My new thought is buying a condo. I'd like a house, but I don't want the responsibility being a single woman of all the upkeep, and a condo seems better to me. Plus, I need to move closer to work. A 30 minute drive is for the freaking birds. Wish me luck!

P.S. I have the warmest most snuggly bed in the world and I hate getting out of it.