WHAT A WEEK. This week has been an emotional roller coaster and I am so stinking glad that I have almost reached the end of it! Long story short, yesterday was the WORST day I'd had this week (regardless of the fact that I did not make it home before 7pm one stinking night) and my wine was on sale... So I bought two bottles and was 3/4 of the way done with the first one before my dinner had finished cooking...

There was some serious Guitar Hero playing going on at my house last night. Along with crazy dancing around my kitchen... To give you an idea, the playlist that came out of last night's mood is as follows:

If I Die Young - The Band Perry
Crazy Bitch - Buck Cherry
Uninvited - Alanis Morissette
Hands Clean - Alanis Morissette
Thank You - Alanis Morissette
Underneath Your Clothes - Shakira
Spiderwebs - No Doubt
Rooftops - Lost Prophets

Yeah... Definitely interesting. So I woke up with a hang over this morning (though not nearly as bad as my drinking partner, who hugged our downstairs toilet for over an hour) and now I'm just trying to get through the rest of today so I can get home and begin what will be known as the very first time I have ever stayed alone over night ever.

I'm really nervous. Does anyone have any ideas? Yes. I know. I'm 23 years old. How could I have never stayed the night by myself? Easy. My parents started having children again way after I was born so when I was 13 I had a newborn brother and so they never went anywhere over night when I was a teenager without taking us/leaving an adult because my siblings were so young. Then I went straight from living with my dad to living with my ex and here I am... 5 hours from putting my ex on a plane and one week from moving into my own place... *gulp*

Anyway... Lunch at Jason's Deli. Soup and Salad followed by a Rootbeer Float? Healthy one Nikki... *shakes her head* I couldn't resist! Back to work.