TGIF

It is finally the weekend and I am so glad. This week has been very stressful. At work, that is...... I haven't exactly been getting along with everyone. There is one person in particular that obviously has a problem communicating. I know that I am shy, extremely shy, and say some things wrong because of my nervousness. If that were the case, I would apologize and explain what I really meant. If he would come out and say he is mad and explain what it is exactly I do that he doesn't agree with it would help. I am very flexible and eager to do what is needed of me. I guess we can't always have what we want. Unfortunately, I just have terrible boundaries and care when someone is mad at me.

I plan on going to Goliad Market Days on Saturday just to look and shop. I have gone before, but I had a booth and sold my homemade soaps, some purses, belts, so on and so forth. It was fun, but my husband said that I was putting too much into it and not getting enough back. At the time, I was doing it for extra money. I even have a tax ID number. Anyway, I want to go when I can look around. I never have been able to do that....... And my Aunt Debra will be there in her usual booth. I will get to visit.

In the morning, I'm going to get my B12 shot and get weighed again. I had to buy some more clothes this week. The old ones were showing a little too much, if you know what I mean. I know that this week, so far, I have lost another 3 pounds. Yeah! Altogether, since the beginning of summer, I have lost a total of 28 lbs. Joe has'nt been showing much progress even though he is trying. FYI: I have gone down 2 sizes in pants......

My baby starts kindergarden on tuesday. I am so going to cry when I take her to school. Grandma wants her to go to Our Lady of Victory, so she is going to cover the cost of it. Kaitlyn is so smart. She is reading and starting to do math...... She can come up with some doosies when you least expect it. She was getting her immunizations at the doctor yesterday and when the nurse laid out 4 syringes she looked at them, looked at the nurse, looked at the syringes, and said, "I only want one," very decisively, as if that were the end of the discussion. Unfortunately, she had to have all four. She told me that she cried a little, but if felt better now. My poor baby! TAFN......