Higher Expectations…

I miss Anna… She’s down in Orlando planning her wedding to a younger man. Tamara’s in Atlanta about to have her baby any minute and Dianna is in Miami taking care of her newborn, Zaria.

Marsha is being fabulous in Miami and Raycita is in Cali about to graduate from law school. Everyone is doing well.. And so am I.

Although things haven’t been going exactly as I planned them to, I must admit that EVERY SINGLE TIME I get stressed, a blessing comes. Whenever someone walks out of my life, a friend shows up and makes me feel better. Whenever I get down to my last dime, someone blesses me just in time.

How can a chick with such a small income pay all of her bills on time? Car note. Paid. Phone bill. Paid. And I get to eat. And I get to drive wherever I want to go. I’m not living in abundance but I always have just enough. It’s all God.

I try to remind myself of that when things don’t go my way. I’m a bit spoiled which isn’t always a good thing and I have a high expectation of my standard of living. Even now…with little options I expect nothing but top notch living…and I get it. I mean…why not? I’m a Superstar.

And tonight when my entire body is aching from the “flu” I’m thinking of calling someone to give me some attention. Kia says it’s time to start building my team. ~shrugs~ I don’t know.

I just want one person, in particular. But I can’t have him. That pisses me off… Isn’t that the way it always goes?

Let me go, my phone is ringing.