Today, everything is bad and wrong. I hate it here but I can't leave until my husband decides that he hates it here too. 5 years people. 5 Years! Shoot myself in the face. I really don't know how the hell this happened. I went to Chicago then across America then back to Chicago then across America again, decided I would rather live in Florida than those places and that was where I was going to stay. Now, look at me. Here. In the Midwest. How? I have to go to Hardees. I think there are two here? Thankfully I found a Ruby Tuesdays. Oh and apparently here in Iowa? Yeah. Ruby Tuesdays is posh. Ha.