Another Week

I believe my nephew's visit went well, with one slightly traumatic experience that I think I'll skip discussing. I'll just say it looked like a crazy person used the bathroom one morning. Poor kid. I do love the hell out of him. My 12 year old nephew is a major reason I changed my life and cleaned up a little over four years ago. He's special to me. I do feel bad about his current living situation and having to be raised by both my mother and sister. I hope he doesn't hate me for leaving for Chicago.

I woke up to a call this morning about a potential 3-6 month job doing payroll for little money. We'll see what happens.  At this point I'm kinda dying to get back to work. I need more in this life of mine..