Once I get to San Antonio I am not eating for two weeks. Why? Because for the past week I have done nothing but devour food from places I love that I will not see again for a few months. I have successfully been to Corky's and Babe's (twice!) this week, which were at the top of my list. However, I was not successful at eating my entire chicken fried steak from Babe's at lunch yesterday but I did take half of it home. And I accept that.
Today is my last day of work at Millionaire. I've decided to continue working with them though. I'm going to contract on a steady basis on the side and I'm looking forward to that. Plus once I get my business/tax ID crap I can write off things come tax time. Woo-hoo!
I'm also having a garage sale tomorrow morning and Saturday morning for anyone who would like to or care to come dig through my shit and give me money for it. I refuse to move all my goods. There is just too much.
This should win a Photoshop award. Not because it is that great or anything but because the person who did this probably spent weeks cleaning her face up.
Today is my last day of work at Millionaire. I've decided to continue working with them though. I'm going to contract on a steady basis on the side and I'm looking forward to that. Plus once I get my business/tax ID crap I can write off things come tax time. Woo-hoo!
I'm also having a garage sale tomorrow morning and Saturday morning for anyone who would like to or care to come dig through my shit and give me money for it. I refuse to move all my goods. There is just too much.
This should win a Photoshop award. Not because it is that great or anything but because the person who did this probably spent weeks cleaning her face up.
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