Hello, My Name is K.C. and I'm A Shopaholic

Today was my first day off in a long time where I didn't have anything to do....so I'm bored. Where does my azz go but to the dang blang mall.

And I mean, I don't got it like that. And when put into perspective, I'm struggling. I got student loans up the wazoo, I still need a car, and a house. What am I thinking about.

It's just sooo RI DIC U LOUS! Why can't I stop. I have no self-control. I am so weak.

But dag, how I love clothes. They do wonders for you when your having a bad day. When you look good, you feel good. Now, that ain't no lie.

But, I can't do it right now. I just have to think to myself...it'll come...it'll come. When you get yourself together...it'll come. I'mma return this stuff tomorrow....well...most of it anyway....

Gosh, I'm pathetic.

Chant it: NO NINE TO FIVE!

Today is my last day at this 9-5 job. I'm grateful for the opportunity, but the 9-5 thing just ain't for me. I think I've always known it, even as a child. I think sometimes.."what's the point?" How are you living a life with a 9-5 job? Your whole being and existence is dictating by someone or something else.

You spend 8 or more hours of every day of your life in the same location, in the same seat, during the same time.

I know, I know...you gotta pay the bills, you gotta earn a living, you gotta survive. It just sucks is all I'm sayin.

So, I'm going on tour with a theatre company starting in a couple of weeks as well as working as the Director of Marketing. I create my own schedule, I get to travel around the country, while making a pretty good living. I say... this is the life for me. I'mma have to be a star and an entrepreneur. I gotta make this life work. Now, I'm not saying I'll never go back to the 9-5, cuz, in all honesty, it's not a stable condition to live in, but I just need a break from it all. And why not do it while I have no kids, no husband, and can just worry about me for a while.

Man, it's good to be single (unmarried) and free!

I Busted My Azz

I didn't get to write about this yesterday.

I busted my azz in a major way. I mean I had one of those falls where you know if it had happened to someone else you'd be LYFAO.

So I'm late for work. (Classic hilarious scenario contributor #1) I get into my car and pull out of the garage hoping that the garage door opener/closer works today cuz it's colder than a reindeer's butt pulling Santa's sleigh. Of course it doesn't work and I have to get out of my car and bear the cold weather. So, I open the door and step out with much attitude, cussin' at technology when....

My cute knee boots that hold no friction against the pavement cause me to slip and slide my way to being laid out on the driveway. On my way down to heaven I managed to hit BOTH of my legs several times on side of the car door.

While a laid on my back in the driveway I prayed that this visual would just be between me and God and that none of my neighbors saw my horrendous spill. I lifted my head up, looked around, and realized there was a car on its way down the road. I thought to myself, "GET UP YOU CLUTS, A CAR, A CAR!" I scrambled to get up but as soon as I tried I felt.....THE PAIN....oh what a pain I had going up and down my legs. I lifted myself using the car door for support and dragged my battered body into the car.

I had to take a minute and reflect...."How in the heck did I manage to do that?"....all I could do is moan, hoping I didn't break my legs. I figured that since I could move my ankles, I must be o.k.

I closed the garage and headed to the office.

I had my knee boots on all day so I couldn't look at my legs until I got home. When I got home I took them off and notice that I have multiple black and blue bruises and what look like indentations on both legs. It looked like nothing less than a deformity. I ended up icing my legs all evening. Today... its funny

LET'S TRY IT AGAIN!

I already wrote a blog today and somehow it magically disappeared. I still haven't completely figured out this blog thing and it's possible that you won't see another post from me for another few days...weeks....months...but here it goes anyway.

Love. Peace. Napiness.