The morning

That morning I sent Monique a quick text letting her know I would be off that day to which she indicated she’d already known. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised as it seemed Blake had a handle on most things. Rosco and I started our day like normal greeting Mrs. Flora and I mentally tried to prepare myself for a day of pampering. It was not something I often did because when my parents were alive they were both busy with work life and although there was an occasional day my mom would enjoy with me, it wasn’t often. I did like to be girly and enjoy nice things but my parents always indicated many of those things were frivolous and not always something that needed to be done. I took girly things as a thing I would only enjoy occasionally as they had both truly pushed me to be head of the game when it came to school rather than anything else. I had stuck to that trend and now was more focused on work than anything else if I wanted to be on top of the game I needed to stay focused.