Dead Journal is Revived!! (for now)
Ah where to begin...looking back at some of the most "recent" posts from here, I was still making 7.55/hr and just an hourly associate at Marshalls. Now I'm a boss (Figuratively and literally! HA!) and make...not enough more to post publicly, but yay more than a dollar and a quarter! I don't get much of a better schedule out of it, but at least it makes it more bearable making more than $200/check...per week. Biweekly checks would kill me. I'm just a manager...still hourly, though, with the creative name of Key Carrier. (Guess what swings from around my sweaty neck!) Anywhozul, I don't really hate my job per se anymore. I mostly tolerate it until I make it to the very top and can just smash things around with my fist and laugh and not get in trouble for it. IN FACT I will be rewarded with bonuses and extra payroll for
my minions. Yes, this is my future.
My personal life is A-MAY-ZING. A little on the less of friends side, but me and Damian are still going strong at 2 years and some odd months. We still have those warm and fuzzies, which is great! I don't think I ever mentioned that last year his parents and us went on a cruise together...generously paid for by said parents. Well, it was glamorous and fun, and this year rolled around and they invited us again! It's very exciting and we will be leaving in about 4 weeks. Woo! A not good part of this is I have gained back the ten pounds I had awesomely lost since me and Damian have dated. These would not be so bad alone...except that these super baby suppressing hormones I gorge on daily have sort of enhanced my somewhat already large assets to gigantic bulging balloons of fat and pheromones. Wait. Hormones. Auto correct should be careful of such things. But with as much attention as they bring about I guess pheromones isn't too far off.
Moving on. These newly large BBoFaP have made wearing some of my beautiful dresses from cruise #1 impossible to wear.
Le sigh. Now I have to buy some new ones. This is actually sad for me, only about 25% sarcasm in this.
Why am I being even more of a tight ass frugal woman than usual? Because I've been previously saving for my meager Key carrier earnings for a
NEW APARTMENT
*sparkles/confetti/music*
I've always wondered how those Twats on twatlight put that sparkly backgrounds on their texts. :(
BUT, back to the matter at hand, I've pretty much been saving for this future apartment for about 5 months now, buying furniture and knick knacks and saving money and what not.
Then, I came to my goal month of May, and I was ready to go and...
I got a wee bit scared.
Mostly to due with money...and food, and loneliness and how am I going to fit all my shit into an apartment....
SOOO I've pretty much kind of decided to wait for my friend Sara to move out with me...or to buy a car.
Yes. Thats what I've decided. Sort of. :/ I'm kind of a pansy.
And at the moment I am watching the second season of My life as Liz. She gets an apartment.
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