I love my life. I live with the man I love (Mil), his 9 year old daughter (Gem) is with us every other weekend, I visit my little sister (Lis) and 1 year old nephew (Arj) about once a month, her husband is also there (Bil), sometimes our mother is there, too (Mom). I have a pretty good job that I enjoy but it seems each rung of the corporate ladder gets a little more slippery. I want to test my theory that my thin hair will grow stronger if I eat healthy and exercise but I still haven’t figured out how to do that and be lazy at the same time. Yeah, life is pretty good overall. I still like to bitch about it, though. The nonsense makes me laugh and cry and learn something every day. I think that’s why I love my life.