With the light at the end of the tunnel still faint, I am tempted to seek for it all the way to the end.
I have decided to go on a shopping spree. It involves lots and lots or Victoria's Secret ordering and wanting to feel like a girl again. My hair is long enough to look sexy, which is divine. A deep tissue massage and Gene Juarez pampering would be the cherry on top.
I also have the urge to learn as much as I can as the next guy. I have the least years and least experience, yet am expected to know all that they know. That means... a lot of reading and practical application.
Under the oath of Lent, I am not to eat dessert, soda, cookies, or candy. I have broken the rules for the last two in the past few days. God is ALWAYS watching, and I tried to play the game. Carbs are bad for me, my body and I know that, and I must face the music.
In other news... softball team won 32-17 in a comeback where we had 3 at bats and I got home every single one. Also, I almost got killed by a really fast softball coming my way while waiting at third base. I showed off my matrix skills (thanks to yoga and stretching) and ducked it thankfully to save my face. I even had time to pick up my hat after it fell off due to my 'standing bridge' move.
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