A vacation is well over due. I didn’t cogitate about that prior to switching jobs. “Yeah Perla, just wave your magical wand and all of a sudden you’ll be granted two weeks of vacay.” Gosh was I wrong about the wand and the vacation days. So now I’m vacation less. Literally counting down to NOTHING.

I haven’t seen Botch in FOREVER! I've seriously lost count. And I’m going to DIE if I don’t hear that valley voice of hers. All of this makes me feel so yucky and miserable.

Thank you Jesus for wine or else I’d be completely impractical.

Peace