You know, I was going to blog about this, but I’m not sure I want to think that much about it right now.

Suffice to say, I currently feel ashamed about my body, I’m confused and concerned about money, and I’m stressed about a phone call from my aunt, indicating that there’s something I either need to sign or contest. Last time there was something to sign or contest I got screwed. If it involves the same parties as last time, this will be ugly. And the issue where I feel like shit about my body is still waiting for me in the office when I get back.

I can’t believe all this shit right before I leave for vacation. I seriously doubt that 4 days will be enough to let go of it and relax.

It’s been a bad money day. I over drew a checking account (mostly my fault, but Wells Fargo doesn’t make it easy to realize you’ve made a mistake either. I hate their website), had my Target card not let me charge things even though I know I had the available balance to do so, and have just been generally out of money.

I thought I was getting better at money, dammit. And in case the overdrawl wasn’t bad enough, the Target incident was just humiliating. I checked the balance before I went to the store, and I know there was enough room to accept that charge.

But, you know, humiliation builds character or something.

Oh, and I never got around to dinner. I’m hungry.

Fuck it. The last 24 hours have officially “blowed.” I’m going to bed.