Nov 29, 2005 04:09
looks like my updates are happening at the end of the night while I wait for my man to finish up the manager stuff/thingies he's got to do. It works.
Since I have no college degree, no idea what I want to do, nor where we'll be in 3-6 months, I'm feeling a little anxious. DP Dough blows. It drags Bill down more and more everyday that he comes in. I hate it. I can't stand to see him so unhappy with what he's doing. If only I could solve all our problems. Winning the lottery would be a good start. Day-in and day-out he's got to put up with the most ridiculous shit. And with Matt selling the store, we're not staying. But where are we going to go? What are we going to do? I don't know yet. At least one of you is thinking I need to get out of this while I still can. Go on, admit it. NEWS FLASH: Not going to happen. I know love doesn't solve anything, it doesn't pay the bills, and it doesn't make everything alright all the time. But I do know that it would take more than being homeless, hungry, and even wet and cold to make me change my mind. I'm not saying we're going to end up homeless, just trying to make my point.
I'm not excited about going to work everyday. I'm really anxious about what's going to happen in the next few months. I'm a little scared that the bills are going to get out of hand. But in general, I'm happy. I hope that no matter what my checkbook looks like, I won't forget what I've got and who's always going to be by my side.