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You know what the highlight of yesterday was? Finding a pair of jeans that worked finally. Cost me $120 but some things in life you just have to suck up and take the hit on. Seriously. They are super soft italian denim and my ass looks great in them. Not the most I have ever spent on jeans ($500), but the most I have spent on jeans in a long time. Anyone fucks with them, they die.

Taught the morning and afternoon away. Took a nap and when I woke up I was cranky as fuck still. Mostly because of a work related thing. So remember how I said I was having trouble getting them to adhere to the $300 monthly stipend? I applied for a new Wells Fargo CC, a company I have been with since I was a fucking kid mind you, and nope, not good enough. After all the work I have been doing, all the rebuilding, I am not good enough. Yes, that depressed me and pissed me off.  B needed something that was only available at one mall 30 miles away. Of course. We would be going against traffic so I wasn't too grumpy about that, I was more grumpy about the whole Wells Fargo thing. See it makes me grumpy because if I can't get a card for these guys to pay every month, then they have to add the monthly to my salary. I know that sounds like a white whine, but if they add it to my salary then it goes against my taxes, possibly moves my bracket around, and will be split over 26 checks. It won't be something I can just 'use' when the need arises. That's the issue.

We got to the mall around 4:30 and we got B's thing. That's when the great jean hunt of 2015 started. I first went into Macy's thinking I could find a pair of Levi's that would work. Here's the deal on that - after trying on seven pairs in seven different fits - fuck Levi's. Too baggy. Too loose. Too baggy AND too loose. I don't know what the fuck happened to that brand, but fuck them. After doing that and having to take a boot on and off at least three times, I was just even more angry and depressed. We started walking the mall and mo shops were jumping out at me until I saw Lucky. I tried on 4 of their fits and one was perfect. Thank god. Frankly they could have been eleventy billion dollars and I would have bought them.

After the mall we went to On the Border because it was there. Then the bookstore where I got a book for my trip (which by the way is why I am up so early on a fucking Saturday. Flight check in time) and then headed home around 8:30. Got home, started laundry, packed, and relaxed. Went to bed around midnight.

Today is CVS, nap, show, Tulsa. Two glorious weeks on the road. 13 hotel nights. I dread the airport parts, but being out of the house will make up for that.