Lookin for me?

Now before you say anything, I know.

I aint been in here in way too long, and I aint shit. I know LOL.

Its not for lack of incident – Lord knows between being molested by a crazy 80-year old Armenian woman and Upstate road trips 2 out of the last 3 weekends, there has been plenty going on. I really just have not had the time. When I did have the time, I didn’t have the focus. Certain things have to be blogged about immediately after they occur or the energy of the event gets kinda lost in translation and I don’t want that for yall LOL. Yall deserve the experience as I experienced it. If I cant give it to you like I give it to you, I aint gon give it to you at all.

But there’s one more road trip on the horizon – one mo gin to good ole Ra-cha-cha, to mark one more item off my bucket list: “See New Edition live in concert.”

I aint been this excited about anything in I don’t even know how long. Im so geeked, I aint even getting special for the show. I am going as comfortable as I can go, without showing up in head scarf and slippers LOL, just to ensure that I am able to get 100% of my party the fuck on, you understand what Im sayin? LOL

I promise I will update the blog by Tuesday…… long as Ron don’t press charges LOL

I might feel a need to be back in here between now and Friday though. Lets see where the day takes me…..

You know how you do something wrong….
Maybe not even wrong, but something your significant other isn’t happy about?
You talk about it….
You don’t apologize because you don’t feel wrong…
You feel you just see the situation differently than they do….
But you do acknowledge their feelings and say you will try to get better
You talk about it several more times
No problem, you’re a communicator…..
However many times it takes to make you feel better, babe.
Until suddenly it becomes the only thing you ever talk about
Even when youre not talking about it, it somehow slides into the conversation
A comment…
A glare…..
Passive-aggression loud as the day is long
And one day
A question about toilet paper turns into another one of those songs
You on the refrain: “Ok, just let it go already!” for the 87th time
Then you find your mouth closing
Your eyes staring off at a wall
And its all you can do not to cry because you know at that very moment….
Its over.
You just cant do it anymore.

Sound familiar? Yeah. I’ve been here before……. Just never with my job. That being said….

I need a new one.