Have you ever had to do something that you knew was the right thing, but also knew you�d have no end of bullsh*t happen to you because of it? I have, and recently� and I have this fun feeling that it�s not the end of it, either.

Whoopee. You know, this is the way it�s always been for me, at least since I reached adulthood. I�ve always been the one counted on to do the right thing, no matter how difficult it is. I am proud of that, for the most part� I know that I am stronger in a lot of ways than I look� but sometimes I wish I didn�t have to.

I swear, sometimes lately� the only thing keeping me from going postal is knowing I have my vacation coming up.

This is not the most cheerful posting, so I will stop now. I�m going shopping with one of my girlies later for new clothes to take on vacation, so I�ll feel more happy later.