Tax Return. I Shall Save the American Economy Now.

A few days ago, Seth did out taxes and found out we are getting a rather generous tax return. This makes me rather happy. Now we just have to find out what to do with it. (I refuse to save ALL of it, because I am just not that fiscally intelligent. Seth will buy a Samsung Note Phone, even though they are made for giants and monsters. We might also go on a cruise. Maybe we will just retire…for a month. I hope ya’lls got tax returns up the wazoo, too.

Today was the first day I was given my first proposal to write all by myself. I confess I feel a lot of pressure. If all of my proposals are rejected, I shall feel like a writing loser. It’s crazy how a good work environment makes you want to do great work. NEVER WORK AT A TERRIBLE JOB. Seriously, if you hate your job, never stop looking for another one. 

But I really do work out...

I sit for at least two hours in my car every day. In between these drives I sit in an office for eight hours a day.

So when I am not listening to a book on tape, I am listening to crazy-awesome dance music. And while I listen, I kind of dance. Yes, I dance in the car. Sometimes people look at me like I am crazy. Maybe I am a little crazy, but sitting still that long is torture! Now I actually enjoy my rides home.

The next time you see someone jamming out in their car, JOIN THEM! Or mock them. Whichever.

These past few nights I have been working out like a beast. I had a personal trainer yell at me for an hour, and I am in serious pain. I thought I didn’t have trouble pushing myself at the gym, but after my whole body was shaking, and I was practically crying to the trainer that I couldn’t do anymore, he made me do more.  Yeah, it turns out I am not as strong or flexible as I thought I was.

So what is the moral of this story? Work out more than you think you can! Then don’t wear heels the next day.

I loves you alls.

My new job is full of wonderful things.

People bring in their dogs in Fridays. One of them peed on the cactus.
All the walls are windows.
Everyone is laid back, but good at their job.
I like to write!
The break room is brimming with free food.
They feed us lunch every week.
My boss is a geniussss.

The only problem is it takes anywhere from 40-120 minutes to drive here, depending on the day. Today was the 120 minute kind.

Also, two friends, Tessa Roberts and Shayla Sasser/Sturgiss came over for hotpot last night. I love hot pot! We have a gazillion mushrooms and nasty beefballs left, though. Perhaps I shall actually eat healthy this weekend, because I have no choice.

This is not an interesting post. Too bads for youz.