Need a break in Virginia....

I often wonder if there's a sign on my back that says, "Tick me off, I love a good fight." It seems that I'm always fighting battles and to be honest, it's getting old...fast. I just wish things would go right for once.

I got into it with my landlord tonight while on my dinner break. The man doesn't realize that he won't win this battle. I am a woman on the edge. He's in for it b.a.d.

I am going to a wedding tomorrow so I won't have to work. They think I'm coming in for a 7:30am meeting. Ha..yeah. "Oops! I forgot all about it."

I received an email from a distant cousin of Thomas'. She read one of my genealogy posts and contacted me. I got her in touch with Thomas' aunt and we are now all going up to Pennsylvania Sunday for their family reunion. I am bringing the genealogy. I had it stored on my old laptop but Thomas fried it. I haven't retrieved it yet so I had to re-do it. Uh huh....pain in the butt. Thing is though, I was able to trace farther back than before, ending up in 1809/Germany. So cool. I have to wrap that up tonight and get it ready.

I gotta scoot.