The day before my week begins
Well, it is raining here in Alpharetta, GA. I am bummed because I have to find another avenue to practice my carrer. I have faith though and prospects so things aren't so bad, but let's be real...It really suxs to get fired even if you wanted to leave. I remain hopefull though. I am starting over and what a great time to do it. A lot has happened for me in the past few months...Steve moved out, I lost my dog even though she is here with me now(she is mad at me because I left her for 2 years with my mother while I lived with Stephen)I hope I can make it up to her...she won't snuggle with me under the covers anymore : (, my sister may be moving in at the beginning of the year, I ruined my credit trying to please Steve (Big mistake living with him)I knew it from the start, but how do you tell your head what your heart already knows? I am sure as the wound starts to heal you will be hearing more about the woos of breaking up with the one that wouldn't take care of anything but himself. "It's not always about you" he said to me one night...I should have kicked his butt out then...he never knew me or even tried to understand where I was coming from...He is what the latin's refer to as macho and what I refer to as gross. Say Lavi, arevadarchi, sianara, adios, Good bye...Should old accuantaces be forgot...uh, yeah!