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Do you ever just feel like Cinderella? I mean today I just wanted to scream at the universe, "WHY DO YOU NOT RECOGNIZE ME FOR THE FUCKING PRINCESS THAT I AM ALREADY??" Bad day. I feel like I am always scrubbing floors and wearing ugly shit while others that are less worthy spend their days at the ball. Ugh. I have a whole lotta good karma coming my way. I hope it chokes me to death.

I was crying today as Daddy was so wonderful. I am so afraid me and my big mouth are going to fuck shit up. He promised it can't and we will have the life we are planning together. Yup, cried like a fucking baby. Joni Mitchell days are ALWAYS bad on the emo level. She just says it all to me. Did a sales call without looking in the mirror, looked like Patsy from AbFab. Please see above picture, it really is scary it is such a perfect resemblance. (my best friend from home and college roomie..there were so many others actually thought this was me when I posted this as my FB profile pic. Fantastic!)

So, last night when he left I had the feeling I should move my car into the car port. I leave it open when I know he is coming as parking in this neighborhood can be an absolute bitch. Little loving thing I try to do for him. When he leaves I NEVER move my car. Last night, I just had a Spidey sense I should. This morning while walking my dogs I saw there were cars that had been broken into, including the car that took my vacated spot. When I told him about that he got worried about our cars here. FUCK YEA! Me and my big mouth give Daddy yet ANOTHER reason no to want to come over here. Stupid mouth, when am I going to learn. Oh, and now he is only coming here in the hoopdie shit car, perfect...a pumpkin.

He said that it just made him more anxious to get me closer to him. Awww. A couple of weeks ago he mentioned there was a studio available close to him that was affordable. A studio. I am busting out of, and working from, my 1 bedroom here. I need a 2 bedroom at least. Suicidal slut would not be fun for him so I declined looking at it. Really, a fucking STUDIO??? Jesus, if I could not feel more second string it would be fucking incredible. Cinderella. I hate a good portion of my life.

I had less than my regular Mother Theresa patience for people today. I was cranky and snappy. I recognized it in myself and could tell it was upsetting to those I talked to. I am direct and factual usually...today FUCK DAT! Sarcastic and short. I usually can contain that in my "inside my head voice" professionally.

So Daddy called me. Dropped a bombshell. We have a business opportunity together. What?? Pretty cool deal, kind of a long shot but still...he is pinning a flag on me that we can be successful together. He turned my frown upside down! The business deal is cool, weather or not it proceeds with me is of no import. He believes in me. Wow. I think the glass slipper kind of fits...