This has been a stressful week. Ever time I go into my bathroom, I want to cried. This mofo upstairs seems like he run his air constantly. My poor ceiling look like crap. I already drafting a letter to transfer to another apartment or just leave all together. Maybe to a rental house or something/ Got to get my credit back into good graces.
Work has been just that. Come to find out that I was only suppose to see my one patient just once a week. HUH? I normally see my people at least 2 time or when I started it was 3. I guess I got another day off which will be nice. I can get my life in order and I can get a head start on getting a new place and moving. But I have to save money and pay off these damn medical bills.
This is my split weekend. I am off Saturday and Monday. And actually Labor Day!!