Salvage

This weekend is not all I hoped it would be. I worked Saturday. My boss was there. I hate when she is there. I prefer to be left alone to do my job without someone watching over me. We are really micromanaged at Bank One. When I have Friday off, then work Saturday, and off Sunday it feels as if I have no weekend at all. I run errands on Sunday and do laundry-getting ready for Monday. I need to do something to feel like I have had a weekend. I am gonna go take the kid to the park. That is very week-end-y. I keep having this desire to move. I am not sure why. I really want to move east. I don't hate Houston, I love Houston. I just keep thinking of moving for some reason. I am waiting for the epiphany for why I want to move.