My arms and killing me. Lifting what seems like a million packages is starting get get old, fast. Now, instead of my legs being nothing but black and blue, now my arms are black and blue. I had an old lady at Walmart ask me if everything was ok at home.....ok. Today I was suppose to take a shower, clean my room and start getting everything I need for the wedding packed and ready to take back to the cities. Instead I fell alseep taking my shoes and socks off and slept till my afternoon class.
I will admit, today I did a lot better at getting packages on the trucks in a timely manner. But I had a really good reason to, today is my birthday. Not a special one, just 22, but I wanted to get back to my apartment and check the mail. My mom sent me something and I wanted to know what!! Other then that, it was a lousy day. No one except for my mom, dad, brother and a closer friend said anything. Oh and my grandma. Which made me laugh, because last year she called me a week early to wish me a happy birthday.
I don't know what it is. Maybe its being alone for most of the day and being so far away from my famil