I'm back !!!

I'm back. I have to take some time out to figure some things out. I am planning some new things and I am excited about it. I am learning more about this whole blogging thing and being consistent with it. So hopefully I be able to expand more with my creativity and willpower. See ya soon.

People don't care if you...

Have a degree
Your a great worker
Low self esteem
Overweight
Stressed
Depressed
Overworked
Hard working
Nice
Blessed
Unpaid
Woman
Educated
Black

The only thing about this is how you make it.

What is it about

As I look around at the world, it scare me what is going on.  All the destruction and mayhem, will anyone be happy.

I don't know what to write about

So it has been a crazy week at work and I am very tried. I have been so stressed and crazy that I just need some fun time. But when that time comes, there is no one to call or I am just forgot about. I always feel left out of things. Its not fair. I guess its like my Grandmother would say, " Out of sight, Out of mind' When it comes to lifes situations.

 I don't date. Not that I choose not to. Its just I haven't found anyone. And in fact I have never dated. I figure no one wanted me. I use to think I wasn't good enough, pretty enough, smart enough and grand enough. But I know those things are not true. I am good for someone and I know and pray that someone will love me for me.

I often try to figure out the figure the future and it has to offer. I need a new change to feel good about myself and life choices. I figured that one day soon ( cross my fingers) that I will find out soon.

Night at the Opera

Christmas Day was magical. I worked, I think I have worked every holiday the past 3 years. Then I was getting paid time and a half. Now not even a dime. So anyways I worked and then at 3pm I went with my mother and brother to Downtown Dallas.

It reminded  me of when my mother and I would go to Mississippi to see my great grandmother.
We arrived at the hotel. This big tall building, several stories high. We stayed on the 24th floor. It was quite and nice. The room was big. Two queen size beds and then a bathroom also a sleeper sofa for my brother. This is the type of hotel that the rich people go to . Everything has a price. Water, tea, everything.
As soon as we got there we got ready to go to dinner at  Morton's Steak House. Here we were all dressed in black and white. We looked sharp. Only person missing was my Step father.

At the restaurant, it was dark and busy. Alot of people, young, old, black, white, everyone. I was impressed and taken back by the whole thing. My mother has always tried to make sure we experience culture. We sat there and had a full course meal. I had the red snapper, we shared horseradish potatoes and broccoli.. My mother had bread pudding and lamb chops, my brother a steak and chocolate cake.

Afterwards we arrived at the Whispear Opera House to Jersey Boys. My mother has got us box seats. It was just us three in box e . The curtain opens and the show begins. It was great. I was just happy to experience the whole thing.

It was one of the best Christmas ever.

Revenge of the Dollar Tree Staff

So a couple of weeks ago I was at the Dollar Tree, or what the you tubers says the "DT". I was getting some things for my planner and some food items. I really like their milk, because its cheap and I can store it unopened in my cabinet and not feel guilty about wasting food.
 Anyways I was ready to check out. The line was long and their was only one cashier. The other two employees were no where to be found. It was finally my turn to checkout. The cashier seemed irritated and upset, she then left the register. Here I am standing there think what the hell is going on? Did something ring up wrong? I mean come on everything is a dollar, its the freaking dollar tree. When she came back to the register she said," I am tired of this shit, they keep leaving me on the floor by myself." Next thing I know the lady had a blank sheet of paper, she said," I am putting in my two weeks, right now. They think I am playing, Im not.". Back to me I didn't know whether to laugh or feel sorry for the woman. All of a sudden her manager opens up a lane.

 Its Christmas time, people need their jobs , right. So I think. But what about the people who work so little to nothing only to be treated in a unfair manner. As I left the store I wondered if she was really going to do it. I have been back yet to find out. In the words of my mother " The people is tired."

Panic attacks episode1

Tuesday, I had a panic attack. I couldn't breathe,I couldn't think, I couldn't catch on. The stress of doing what is right versus what is wrong. I am constantly silence,but when I speak up, I get bullied.

Today I feel like myself finally. Had a great counseling session last night. She repeated to me" it's not permanent. " I was finally able to sleep last night but at 2am. I repeated that phase to help me sleep, mind body and spirit.
It's Christmas season,I have so much to be grateful for.