Tired

So, let's say I work three jobs. M-Th I work at the Pierogi Queen/ Old Country Deli in Enfield. F and Sun I work the bar. I either cater or cover people on Saturdays. Then M-Su I plan and develop Camp Stanica which will take place July 11th-24th. Even then, I'm catering a wedding the 17th. I just can't get a break can I?


No, I will, in three days and a month from now. Just found out I'll be spending a few days in Venice. I'm so happy I could pee. I'll be going to two countries this summer! CRAZY. And Pula, Croatia is BEAUTIFUL. It's got all these old Roman buildings and aqueducts and coliseums. So excited. I don't want to brag, but it feels like no one really gets how excited I am. Oh well. I am so insanely grateful...I don't even know where to start my thank yous.


I love everybody. Sometimes.


Ps- Camp better be a piece of fucking cake this year. My stress level is way to high for summer and skin is way to pale. Oh, fucking well. I'm more concerned about the stress.

I watched Precious today. Fucking awesome movie. I bawled so hard. This makes me appreciate my life so much more and how lucky I am. She also inspired me to move forward and to really take control of my situation, no matter what it is. Really strong stuff.


I'm off to bed. Job 2 awaits!