Whine with Wine...

I signed up for overtime tomorrow. Yeah, working a full eight hours on a Saturday. Usually I wouldn't bother, but not only do I have to save up for my Mexico trip in September (more on that later,) but I have oodles and oodles of work to do. It's strange how calm I am about it, I feel no stress about getting the job done. The best thing is, I don't have to deal with people face to face, just my coworkers, and I have no problems there. Oh geez, but I'm working Saturday, and then immediately heading off to Fresno to just hang out. I shouldn't complain, this isn't Office Space (I adore that movie). My boss is not dragging me in,mmkay? I signed up on my own. Sometimes it sucks having a responsible side.

So last night I hung out with my sister and her friends. Hey, I didn't tag along, I was invited, they love me. <3 I had the most sublime moment though. U2's The Joshua Tree was on in the background, I was drinking my Cabernet Sauvignon, and I felt content. It wasn't the wine, I hadn't drank enough of that yet. But I got to thinking of how lucky I am, how I've grown to be a better friend. Truly, I'm blessed. They say you can count your real friends on one hand, I don't agree with that. I'm extremely close to family - and I'm proud of myself for trying to strengthen the relationship with my brother, it's improved immensely. But I've no bad will to anyone, and this past week, I've received this affirmation of being a real friend by various friends. It's nice to be appreciated. And it's nicer to know that you have friends who you can be yourself with and talk about real issues to, those that care and that you care for too. Basically, what I'm trying to say, is I feel very connected with those close around me, and I'm honored.

Yes, I have so much to do with life and so much I want, but if for some reason or other it's cut short, I'm happy. I'm happy.