So we went to New York City. It was an emotional vortex for me. Too tierd to
explain, even to myself, why. One piece of information though suggests the
tone. I took Maria to have her hair dyed partially purple (streaks) at Vidal
Sasoon. It was suppose to be a girls day out, and I knew it would be
expensive, but thought I had it covered (I had called ahead for prices) . . .at
the end, I was handed a 600.00 bill. Yep, you heard me. They charged me
400.00 alone for Maria;s hair! I paid it and felt like a mark. I just cannot
go out in the world and ensure that all functions in a reasonable manner that
is conducive to a good sane life.
Classes start Monday and I have three days to be on my feet and ready to charge
forward . . . And Maria is being sassy and ex makes quips and I am having a
hard time just being "stable" and together here, and there is no time to wait.
Oh well, Maria got exposed to Met and Statute of Liberty, so I guess that is
what counts. And I drove there and back so I am not too lame in "doing." But
sure am lame in thinking things out. Not good to start out tierd here. Going
to work now.
Hope everyone is hanging.
Rosena
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