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So, I had a pretty amazing weekend. It was tons of fun. I didn't want to go back to work on Monday, but I think having a few days off in a row makes it alright. It's a little refreshing to go back to work well rested.

That being said, I also had a slightly stressful weekend. I love all of my family very much, but sometimes being around them constantly is hard. Mainly my dad because he did a few things this weekend that really upset me. He knows he did but it's alright, it was all about him being the focus. All I'm going to say is that if he acts like that around Christmas, I don't think he understands that I can go home just as easily as I can drive out there.

The whole weekend is really catching up with me though. I'm feeling a little down because I don't want to be a responsible adult again. I got a couple days off and now I don't want to go back, but I have to for life to go on. My inner child is kicking and screaming as I tell her to go to her room.

Awesome, now I get a call that the holiday truck came in a day early and I have to go into work early. I guess I better go run my errands, literally, and get to work. Shit. I thought I was going to get to relax this morning.