The Tough Ball Keeps Growing..

Remember my helper? She was sick and I told her to just rest and come back today. I told I need her more today onwards until Sunday for Chico’s party. Well it seems that she’s not feeling well still. Oh shit! Just when the tough gets going, it really goes a long long way. ARGH! I am thinking of firing her because she really is a bit old and she has a weak immune system. I bought some vitamins and vitamin c for her to boost her immune system but she is not taking them all for some reasons and logic is not one of them (for sure, dammit!) Just when I needed her most.. ugh! Life is really crazy.

OK enough of that. Moving on, I can manage of course. I just need to smoke.. CAN I? Just a stick.. PUHLEASE… Just a light.. Can I? Can I? Tell me I can..

Actually I really don’t have to stress myself that much. I can just throw a party, ask someone to cook the food, forget about the decors, forget about the pinata, but! I just can’t. I really love stressing myself (so aside from OCD, I am also a masochist) and I love doing the crafts and being a hands on on everything. That’s just me. Now there is one tiny little problem that I need to resolve.. I NEED A DISHWASHER! That is one thing I cannot and would never do!

OK one more paid post and I am off to ssstressss land.. thomas still waiting to be painted you know..