I'm so sick of struggling..of watching every dime that comes in and out of my wallet. I'm tired of making one false step...and ca-blooey.
If I were the type of woman that thought tears really helped a situation, I'd be in a puddle right now. Tears don't help...and so I'm on my way to the gym.
Just in case a few do come, I'm not the type of woman that cries in public either.
I feel like I've been cursed with a curse because I haven't paid my tithes in a month. Maybe I deserve this...
Enough! I have 30 minutes of cardio ahead. I have the heaviest feeling on my chest. :/
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