eight days

Welp, it's officially Eight Days till I come home. Oh how there is sooo many emotions running inside of me. I honestly can't wait. Like every ounce of me is counting down. Not that I hate it here or want to leave, but I want to be home for a while. I def. have been able to see how much I miss back home. And how much of a great life I had home. I was talking to a co-worker today and started getting teary eyed. Life's not aweful here. But it's not anything like back home. I miss all my friends terribly. And not having a car does not help the situation at all. the phrase "you don't know what you have till it's gone" holds a lot of truth in my life.

I started going to councling last week. I go once a week and I'm totally stoked!!! I'm already getting a lot out of it. He's starting at the core of who I am and what's inside of me, and moving outward. I'm already seeing benefits from this.

Today I cut my leg up. the end of my bed hangs out n i tripped over it. i got about a 5 inch long scrape. Ya that's not fun. Krystal Dr'd me up though :)

Tomorrow is like most Fridays for me. I work 2 shifts. 10a-1pm then 5p-10p. I don't usually mind. Sometimes it makes for a long day. But i normally get to come home and nap in between. I had a migrain that last over a week with both the head part and the stomach part so I missed out on some hours this week. That was a bummer. But life happens.

welp, it's time for bed now. i'ma get tanner up here and we're off to sleep. See you soon! much love!