don't be a sissy

i am so glad the weekend is here.

does anybody remember the me who wanted to get a job last year? could you get in your time machine and go back and slap me?

working is hard. or as my friend says, "work is for grown ups" -- which is probably my exact problem. in all my years and working on recovering from being a co dependent person i STILL want someone to take care of me. where's my breakfast in bed? can you check my tire pressure? where's the paycheck? all those fun things.

notice i didn't say i miss them.

had a nice chat with my therapist yesterday. she says i'm actually making progress. me not seeing the forest.

number one piece of advice - never, ever, ever again put myself in a position that richard can make a decision and say "no" to me.

because that's what i did. which spun me out to the black pit of ihateyouiwantrevenge. which, is not good. not good for me.

the weekend is here and i'm going to work on my apartment. next weekend i have time off and am traveling to the windy city to visit meredith and the fam. the NEXT weekend is my open house.

of course you are invited.

dance on people.