monday:
I awake slightly emotional. I feel like crying, jumping off a bridge, and running away to Michigan in different stages throughout the morning. I’m not sure what my problem is but I blame it on the eight beers and one shot from Saturday night. The drive to work, and my first two hours, find me seriously depressed. However I do not kill any animals on the drive in today so I guess that’s a plus. The day winds up going better than expected, no major problems. Mondays and Thursdays are my days from hell so a good Monday is always a welcomed surprise.

tuesday:
Nothing much happens. I work. I come home. I have some ice cream. I watch the holiday. At first I’m annoyed because the cameron to kate ratio is seriously unbalanced, like 70/30, but then it builds some momentum. Then like a snowball to an avalanche I’m completely taken in. I love the movie, even with all the cameron and the jack black, and decide to put it into the Christmas rotation as soon as it ends.

wednesday:
Shopping again, I know, it’s getting out of control. My plan was to hit target and pay my bill, macy’s bill, and then a deposit at the bank. I blame my mother. She conned me into doing some shopping at macy’s. I won’t deny that I have a minor coat addiction, but to be honest I didn’t have a spring coat. so I looked around a bit while she was trying on jeans? I really can’t remember why she initially headed off on her own. Anyway I found the cutest army type jacket ever. Clearance and size small, so how could I resist. And I found a brown half zip and a le tigre sweater half off as well. All of that with my $20 off coupon equals me majorly scoring. After that we meet my uncle, his girlfriend, and my aunt for lunch at this little Italian place I’ve never heard of. The pizza pretty much rocks. The cute boys in tight tees working the tables rock even harder. Then it’s home to an episode of poirot and then bed.

thursday:
I buy I know what you did last summer and I still know what you did last summer combo dvd for $6. weren’t they supposed to make a third one as well? I remember little else of Thursday.

friday:
I work. I come home and watch scrubs. My sister and I send each other texts after our weekly viewing of scrubs. Whoever watches it first tends to have the upper hand in making the other one laugh. This week’s text to her is “booooo beeeees, booooo beeeees…” yes, I win. Again, another quiet day on the homestead.

saturday:
There’s nothing like fearing for your life at 4:30 in the am to get your adrenaline pumping. The scariest most dense fog ever comes out of nowhere, well I mean I’m sure it came from somewhere, but still it was unexpected. It was pretty freaky all the same, the back roads sucked, once I made it to the main roads with some painted lines things were a bit less tense. Some sober voicemail from keara from the night before is cause for a smile. A mini text session with chels does the trick too. And much to my chagrin I find myself falling a little harder for the stupid song by catherine mcphee. I specifically don’t watch idol simply to avoid moments like this. Damn the man. I have a beer or two or twenty, who knows, and fall asleep to a repeated viewing of Loggerheads.

sunday:
I spend the day cleaning and sorting like a crazy person. After much time and frustration for the first time i feel as if i'm making some progress. I watch some tv, mainly the soup, match game, and Giada's and Tyler Florence's episodes of chefography on the food network. I find myself tearing up at both.