yesterday was so hardcore that by the time 10 PM came and i finally got to sit down at home ... i felt as if i had been hit by a truck ...

it was just such an amazingly hellish day at work ... everything that could go wrong did ... and Tracy and I got the majority of the pissed-off screaming customers ... it got to the point where i couldn't hold in tears cause it was just too much pressure ... it had to come out somewhere ...


after work i came by the house and picked up David ... and took him out to Freeport for a job interview at a restaurant for a chef's job ... turns out he is taking it/trying it out/helping them for the weekend ... they are paying him some pretty groovy money ... he is all happy that he is making money ... and i get a weekend home alone which is something i have kinda needed ... it is all so great ...


so tonight i got home at like 6:30 and straightened up the house ... did the dishes ... put all my clothes away finally ...


and i just heard him walk in

:)