I'm going on a two months vacation.
Great, f*****g amazing....just what I need...well, apparently it is just what I need but is totally against my will.
I mean, I would rather stay in New York and job hunt till I find a job half as decent as the one I got fired from....thanks to Nicolai.
I know I said there was no way I was going on this vacation, I tried to convince him that I was fine but he insisted....."think about the babies" he would always say when I try to argue.
We got home early this morning and I am currently sitting in my bedroom, listening to Colly give me s**t about not wanting to go on this vacation...she came over to help me pack and she has been talking nonstop about how she would give anything to switch places with me right now and how I am the luckiest woman in the
