When I woke up this morning, with my head pounding (still pounding), I realized...I think I'm actually making friends.
Gasp!
When you wake up in the morning and realize you have a headache from too much tequila, your voice is hoarse because you talked and laughed too much and your wrist hurts because you got bit by a dog, you know you had a good night.
There are two girls my age at work and we've hung out now a few times. We tell each other stories of our past, laugh and when we go out, we don't talk about work at all. Maybe I am a Charlotte after all (that is, likeable).
And No Buy month is going nicely. We've had a two slip-ups, but they were minor. I'm impressed by how much money we actually still have in our bank account!
3 comments:
Yees...yees...you are a Charlotte! I guess I will call back the fleas...with knives.
I never had a doubt that you'd make friends. You're too wonderful not to. :) Love you! Miss you!
"Vendetta," I knew you'd get it! Maybe on casual Friday, I'll wear my Charlotte shirt.
"Tee-hee. You're nice."
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