I’m surrounded by boxes and newspaper. The fear of survival when your household income is downsized by half envelopes me but I’ve been here before. I can make this. This first month will be difficult with various deposits and new place start up costs. The change is exhilarating. New air..new goals, new difficulties to face and conquer. Dare I say…the bitch is back.

Stay tuned…there is so much more to come.

P.S. I want to give you guys a nickname. It’s so Gaga-ish What would you let me call you?

She asked me to lie down on the bed and close my eyes and as she applied the wax to my eyebrow I had that roller coaster moment where you want to turn back but it’s too late….yeah, then she applied the cloth or paper or whatever the vehicle for that pain was and yanked swiftly.

&%$*)(^$ ! OH MY GAWD!

I wanted to scream, yell and punch her in her face! As my eyes welled up with tears and she applied the wax to the other eyebrow I wanted to hurt someone very badly. VERY BADLY!

When I looked in the mirror my poor face was so red and the eyebrows were gone! Well not gone, but they were but a shell of their previous grandeur. It was pure vanity that made me do it, and pure pride that will keep me from doing it again. OUCH!