Its been a good bit since my last entry and many things have happened in that time. In short: I started my new job and love it, I dropped five pounds but then I've hit a plateau, I've decided to get a new car soon and I've set the goal month to move into a new apartment. :)

I have missed writing in my diary dearly as my first month at work has had me working at least 50 hours a week due to back orders and mandatory Saturday work. I won't lie though, the money I'm making is soooo much better than my last job and entirely worth it. I'm so glad that this door opened for me. I can actually see myself retiring from General Electric.

On another note, a couple weeks ago we celebrated my niece's 9th birthday and I made her a fondant covered cake decorated with daisies and butterflies. She LOVED it and everyone was able to see just how talented I really am with baking and decorating. So much so that I was asked to make two wedding cakes and a baby shower cake less than 24 hours after I posted pictures up on Facebook. I think I will do great. I would love to own my own treat shop some day. If only i had the money to buy permits and a small shop somewhere in the highlands. It would be simply amazing! I would make brownie bites, petite treats, chocolate covered strawberries and bananas customized how you like them, special occasion cakes and so much more! If only, If only. Hopefully one day.

Next week is my birthday and this weekend I'll be going to dinner for it, although I'm not really in the mood for celebrating it. I feel just indifferent about the whole birthday situation and I continue to bum myself out about it although I should be ecstatic because I'm on a weeks paid vacation. (Yes I know. Only one month of working and I'm getting a paid vacation, crazy right?) I guess it could be because I've been feeling a lack of affection from M. I'm an emotional wreck when it comes close to my cycle ending/beginning and I think he still doesn't quite know how to handle it.

I give him props though for hanging in there so far. I just wish he would spend a little less time on his phone tinkering with it or on the Xbox with his "friends" and a little more time realizing that I'm not so okay behind my smile. We went from spending so much time together to spending an hour after work and five minutes before work together and that change has been hard. I'm a bit jealous of his 3 days off a week as well. I just hope as time moves on we can work out our schedules better and maybe he could start helping me with chores. One off day a week spent cleaning, doing laundry and running errands isn't much of an off day at all.

Anyways, I feel a bit better after ranting on here and I look forward to posting again soon. Until then, bye. :)