I may have ran myself into the ground this time. Bound and determined that I can have my bad ass life back I partied hardcore only stopping for a quick bath and my regular morning confessions. Last Tuesday night I notice I was slowly losing my voice, and it was all the way gone by Wednesday. I took half the day off work Wednesday and the whole day Thursday. Not much rest nor relaxation because Friday night was my first night back at Flashbacks and I was not going to let them down. So, pigtails, strep and all I worked my cute little butt off. But I could barely breathe by the end of the night.

Regardless, my voice started coming back to normal Monday, right before I realized my allergies were acting up hardcore. Could someone be trying to slow me down a tad? Perhaps, but I'm dense. So I'm a hacking-sniffling-sneezing-non-drowsy commercial and I know I need some rest. But what do I do, I get up early pay my car tags, make arrangements to transfer my Electric and Gas services to my new apartement, load up some laundry and plan the rest of my day. Right now is 9:30am I'm doing laundry, I will shower and go to my Oath Taking by noon, and I will clean my car and pack until late afternoon when I will head to Flashbacks bug Bdub about my work shirts and by the time peeps get off work I will be out and about again. Achoo!