The first full work week is over and I can't say I'm upset about it. I'm so excited that the weekend is here. I'm sitting on the couch with a roasted chicken smelling up the house trying to relax. Of course if I was relaxed I'd be somewhere in a bath with the music playing cosmos flowing freely (ahhh the life). Things with Mr. P haven't gotten any better. He went straight home off the road today and didn't even stop by. We're in the middle of a rough spot and the boy has no idea what a grand gesture is. He can't even manage a gesture. I have never seen someone who thought they could have platinum on a sterling silver budget. You gotta work to keep a good woman and he's not willing to do it. Honestly I'm trying to get up the nerve to end it and not look back. I'm not afraid of change I've been through it enough times I think I'm a pro. I'm afraid that he'll actually be the person I was supposed to be with and I missed out for being too high maintanence. He decided to be with me so shouldn't he get used to it or leave???? I'm so tired of talking about this man....

Ha until next time....