Happy Friday to Me. Yes, I know it's Thursday

I have a little bit of extra money this week with my bonus.  Yay!  Thank you two day early pay plus my paycheck so that helps for now.  My mom asked why don't you just pay off my medical?  Well I would love that.  I'm kind of waiting on my tax refund to help with that.  Besides, this time it wasn't as good as last year so I kind of want to hang onto as much as I can until I get another refund.  

My extra money will go towards medical basically.  I think I am going to look into getting a mouthguard online.  No way can I afford to spend $600 from the dentist.  Considering that they don't last long, I would be seriously in the red all the time if I kept replacing them every two to three years.  I also have to get new contacts towards month's end.  At least my eye looks better to put contact lenses in today.  Win! Plus, I can get lunch this week my company card.  It's not going to the Pfister money but me going outdoors is a challenge.  I'll see if Panera has something I might like tomorrow when I'm off.

I am hoping I can find the Wauwatosa library ok tonight.  I should be able to but I know how I am.  I always seem to take one wrong turn when I have to find anything in Wauwatosa.  No, I don't get out much.  I am hoping this event with Mandela Barnes will make me feel better about the governor's race.  Looks like him and Fran Hong are at the top 2.  I would be happy with either choice as long as they beat Tom Tiffany.

I guess I should get my day started.  I don't want to.  I have a day off tomorrow.  I'll be back at the beauty school to have my eyebrow become two.  I decided to add in upper lip.  I have been using the dermaplaning tools for like 3 or 4 years and they're nice, but omg it just never seems to end.  I just want all those stupid hairs ripped off.  I'm not making it a habit. I probably won't go again for awhile but I get sick of dealing with that.  Because of my hair being coarse, it's not the easiest to remove.  I need a nap after I get anything waxed.

Sounds like a good time doesn't it?  Oh well I can buy myself lunch after that trauma.

Have a good day good humans. 

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