Yes.....I Survived
To those that read this that care, yes....I did survive the last two days.
Thursday was not a good day. But it had nothing to do with why I thought it was going to be bad. Instead of focusing on what that day was, I focused on a major problem that one of my friends is going through. Although I did not actually see her, I was told that the massive amount of make up that she had on still could not hide what her husband did to her. She has been abused long enough! I just hope now that she can get her mind focused on what she needs to do. I know that she has a better future waiting for her and her children. She just needs to take that major step.
As for Friday, sleep took care of most of that day. The only little thing that bothered me actually happened at about 4am Saturday morning. I had to work the front end at the store last night. That gets pretty boring after about 2am. I was cleaning some of the registers when this guy came to check out. He was impressed that I was cleaning (whatever). And he said that my wife must really love me if I clean like that at home. What was I supposed to say to that? We all know that my wife does not give a damn about me or how clean MY apartment is.
Thursday was not a good day. But it had nothing to do with why I thought it was going to be bad. Instead of focusing on what that day was, I focused on a major problem that one of my friends is going through. Although I did not actually see her, I was told that the massive amount of make up that she had on still could not hide what her husband did to her. She has been abused long enough! I just hope now that she can get her mind focused on what she needs to do. I know that she has a better future waiting for her and her children. She just needs to take that major step.
As for Friday, sleep took care of most of that day. The only little thing that bothered me actually happened at about 4am Saturday morning. I had to work the front end at the store last night. That gets pretty boring after about 2am. I was cleaning some of the registers when this guy came to check out. He was impressed that I was cleaning (whatever). And he said that my wife must really love me if I clean like that at home. What was I supposed to say to that? We all know that my wife does not give a damn about me or how clean MY apartment is.