Another Week....

The weekend is officially over (bleh), and I have to go back to work. I can't help but wonder if one of these days will be my last or not. It wouldn't take much to encourage me to put my 2 weeks notice in, or just go to lunch and not go back at all. I can only blame myself for this situation. I should've stayed in Vegas the 1st time I went and not came back. I knew that Michele would never come back to me, no matter how I've changed or what I've done to improve myself. I should've just stayed there, at least it's warmer there. So noe I have to wonder and wait until the shortest straw is pulled and then go from there. And right now, it could be pulled at any moment.