The kid is going to do something awesome. In August of 2016, so yes, a year from now, she is going to spend a week in Ireland. 9 days to be exact. She is doing one of those college group things. $500 down, $80 a month, $2200 total including flight, food, tickets, etc. Nine days across the Irish countryside. I am proud of her for making a decision to do this, signing up all on her own, and pulling the trigger. She is going to have an experience of a lifetime.
As for me, taught all day in the basement of a 100 year old building. This client is literally in the middle of nowhere. It's a 40 minute drive to their location over one lane roads where you have to watch out for Amish with their buggies. I am not exaggerating this at all. There are "Share the Road" buggy signs. Class went smooth and I finished up around 4. Got back to the hotel around 5, relaxed, had dinner, watched John Oliver (which EVERYONE should watch this week), got B teen wolf, went to bed around 10.
Much of the same today I expect.
B is still awake sending me annoying messages because she is stressing out and getting panic attacks. I don't have time for this shit at 5:23am. Sigh. I hate being on the road when we have something to do at home. We may not move for a couple more months if this continues. Shit. This is just more shit I have to deal with. Fuck. Now I am in a shitty mood.
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