Alice and Feelgooder, thanks for stopping by, as always, I love a comment here and there.
Alice, on paper I'm a single mom, but I don't feel like it most of the time. My parents, particularly my Dad, have pretty much raised my son while I've been working for the last 10 years. These last few weeks have been tough with them out of town and my Dad being sick. But, they should be home this weekend so YAY! Also, since I bought the xbox and signed up for xbox live I don't really see the kid anymore, he's in his room ignoring me and having online relationships with other 10 year old boys and 15 year old girls.
So, speaking of being single, my ex finace decided to contact me late last night via sext. Why do men do this? Think that once they leave you they can always just insinuate themselves on your life when they want you to talk dirty to them? Even after I turned my phone off it was a long sleepless night rehashing all the bad decisions I've made. I don't hate all men, but I hate some of them. And I know "hate" is a strong word, but its more appropriate then describing in detail what I'd like to do to the ones that piss me off. Thank goodness there are good guys out there to redeem the population.
So, I'm so tired this morning, I forgot my coffee cup sitting on the kitchen counter again this morning when I left to come to work. So I'm here, drinking crappy coffee with full fat full sugar creamer. Folgers is just absolutely vile. There is homemade bread on the breakroom table with real butter and jam. Donuts. And a bunch of breakfast sausage biscuits. I'm avoiding. I'm hungry but I have my yogurt so I'm avoiding the room all together (except for the trip in to get coffee). I was extra hungry yesterday and a little over calories at the end of it, so today I have to be ON PLAN. That means having a plan. A plan to stay the hell out of the breakroom.