Recap;

I have to points to touch: neither compliment or meet in similarity. Uno!, I have sold my soul to mostly everything that can revitalize self worth. Dos!, I miss my sisters.

Since coming back to the civilization in the windy city, I assumed wrong when thinking that everything would be easier. Yes, I have a small amount of income being made for myself (which I so wisely spend on food, make-up, clothing) which alone is very helpful. And yes! I have been able to help out more at home. Helping at home, making some money, taking on more responsibility when you're being relied on so much. I found that my mom relies on me and at times uses her mother guilt-tripping tactics to make me help out. I know, it should be voluntary --- but rough to say, I have a life outside of holding a groom stick and spraying Lysol. Making money is wonderful. Very wonderful. But spending it, and getting parking tickets is not. I often get buyer's remorse.

...tbc. ;] homework time.

Cubicle management

There is always going to be that one person you are not so fond of at work. I think I have found a not so friendly co-worker. Although adored by others, I refuse to overlook her attitude and eye glares.

Fluffy hair and sporadic smiles don't fool me!

Cheese State

Aside love texting, I would say the Cheese State did me well this weekend.

My family and I do the same thing almost every time we go north of Chicago; hotel/resort, shop, overeat, collect as many edible souvenirs as possible. To add spice, I invited my best friend along hoping for some more excitement. One thing I love about her is that she does well with my family, I've no need to be worried about her comfort level. At the brink of legalized drinking, we stayed beyond lines and did was most can/would assume. You guessed it!

Otherwise, I enjoyed my weekend - I laughed, ate, swam, and now have a horrible pain in my back.

Thursday

I am feeling inspired, but I lack the resources.

Now, what?