Because of circumstances beyond my control and the people of power whom had control over this, I will not be making it to the Golden Coast, the one thing that could have made my miserable existence worth fighting for. By the time I am free to go there, Nick will be home and unwilling to go back until no one knows how long. In the mean time, mommie dearest has set me with some guy I don’t even know the first name of, insisting to me that I will like him. Ummm *glances down at shooting stars forever ring* That’s really unnecessary. Then she casually mentions if it doesn’t go right that she can tell him that I am Chloe’s baby sitter. Really? That’s always a good way to start out a relationship: Dishonestly. Her answer to that was, “Doesn’t matter if they’re born c-section or not, no man wants to sleep with a woman who has kids. It’s a guarantee that she’s not a virgin.”  At this point I would be willing to walk to the Golden Coast if I had the strength. Those of you who wanted my life twelve years ago … I’m willing to trade now. Hey, come back! I’ll gladly trade!

I called James and asked what was taking so long. He didn’t know for sure. I made two more calls. Even Champ was busy tonight. I made a small joke to myself that if I had somewhere to be, I’d abandon me too. Bad joke. Very bad joke.