So I guess I am averaging one new post about every three weeks. Sorry about that.
Lots have been going on but nothing is going on all at the same time. I've been working alot, took one day off of the bar job last week due to a major headache/headcold. I've been training a new girl at the day job for the past 2 weeks. I'm glad that is done but for a while it was nice to not be the only one in my office and to have someone else tell me how busy my office is and how I need a second person there all the time. She thinks I am super woman for being able to get everything done. Little does she know that I feel like I am barely scrapping by!

My house is torn up right now too. I am in a very slow process of having hardwood flooring installed in my dining room. I've removed the carpet and moved the hardwood pieces in from the garage. So to date I have a few piles of wood in my dining room yet can't use my dining room. I have carpet waiting to be installed in my living room but don't want that done until the hardwood is done. I also have a new to me bedroom suite on its way, the dining room set that I inherited from my mother and a piano coming. I want my floors done first! I am so tired of having my house torn up too it isn't even funny!

On a happy note, my Dad married the second most wonderful woman he could ever be married to. The first most wonderful he was already married to (my mom) and had 26 wonderful years together before she passed away. All I can say about his wedding is that it's about fricking time! They were dating for 6 years. They got married in a very private cermony on Saturday.

Now on a sad note, my uncle (my dad's oldest brother) died yesterday. He was 65. He had cancer. I hate cancer. Cancer sucks. My grandparents are not doing well. They are in their mid 80's and are not in good health. I am just afraid that losing their child is going to be a huge strain on them. I'm afraid that I will be losing them too before the year is up.

Okay, gotta go before I make myself into a sobbing mess.

I'm back from my vacation and back to work. It was a nice vacation, it's always good to get away. I have, however, now found myself in a bit of a funk. I think I know why but don't really want to go there. Kind-of that if you don't say it, it really doesn't exist kind of thing. I know, De-Nial is a river in Egypt. But hey, it's working for me right now so I'm going with it. It will hit me later, more than likely when I am home alone at night, or more embrassingly when I am at church with both my brothers and end up sobbing like a baby. I really have no one I can talk to about it and could pour everything out here cuz I don't really think anyone reads this. Maybe that is what I will do, but not today.