I have felt very blah and ghostly this week! I'm seeing cockroaches and lizards everywhere, spelling wrongly; I was doing some work for the firms career site and typed "ow to right a resume"
I thought getting a haircut may shake things up, it did for a day till somebody at work decided to christen me and the haircut 'Baba Fryo"
Today, I feel like being a trophy wife, a real housewife of Atlanta, one of those pple that make money just sitting by the pool, drinking expensive wine *sigh*
