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So Ive been working non-stop, now I know what mi brother use to mean by being a Hannaford slave.. but its addicting because of the money. I hate the long hours and early mornings but at the same time Im always smiling when Im there and Im making money.
Today when I got out of work I went running. Im going back home to my love tomorrow so Ive been packing, more then I need because I had to buy double of a lot of stuff just so I can keep it there from now on. Tonight I found out the puppy left and went to Baltimore with Damiens step mom and will be there until we fly out and pick up his Benz that his dad is fixing up. Im so sad, I love that dog so much. But we are going out to Baltimore in a month at most, so I guess its not too bad, and then he is giving me the car he has now. How did I get so lucky? Nothing short of amazingggg <3