the last few days have been crazy, on top of crazy week, on top of a crazy month.
vegas, moving, moving more, work, work more...how bout that in 3 weeks so many turnarounds and changes i am/was freaking out.
worked early on thursday. worked 12 hours, went to teresa in royal oak, then to rochester...i was gone for 16 hours then went to bed for 3 and worked 10.5 hours. i was beat.
today i woke up at 645am and drove DOWNRIVER and met up with some trashiness. i thought walled lake was bad. (a 19 year old with a 2 year old, and one on the way...doesnt drive {no licence] didnt graduate [no GED even] and doesnt work, and WE pay him $00+ a month to do GOD KNOWS WHAT?!
i built a flower bed out of bricks. i was kind of proud. i have never done anything like that before.
ever my 8 hour day and 2 hour (drive there and back) i went to work and did that for a long time.
i am not tired, not angry, not bitter...just chill.
kind of messed up!

well this is the new, how bout that?

bz