|Praise the Lord it's Friday!|
Dear December 15th - I am dreading you tomorrow with every ounce of my soul. Tomorrow would have been mine & Skye's 8 year anniversary. We don't talk...I'm doing better, but of course it still hurts...it sucks. I'm sure I will have a little meltdown tomorrow. Send me hugs! Dear Christmas Party tonight - I'm going to use your open bar to help me cope with my dread of tomorrow. Let's hope I don't make a fool of myself since I'm going with my friend as his "date". I would hate to embarrass him! Dear Paycheck - I would really like you to magically duplicate yourself in my bank account right about now. Christmas is killing me! Dear iPhone - would it kill you to hold a charge? I mean come on! Dear Christmas snacks all around me - stop it! Just stop it!
Happy Weekend my loves!