Weight is holding. That's about all I can say. Everything else around me is falling apart. Nothing like getting stabbed in the back, again, by the one person who professes to love you. One of these days I will learn. I just hope it's before I'm too old and decrepit and fat(again) to even care.
I need a better paying job and it just isn't presenting itself and I don't understand at all how I'm supposed to manage finances that disappear before they ever reach my account. Sigh.
Bankruptcy looks more appealing all the itme.
whats going on?? do i need to come have a "come to jesus" with somebody over there? you can always come here. maybe we can move to houston together.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I miss having you here to sit on the front porch, drink coffee, and gossip with while the kids are at school....
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