If a honey bee makes honey...

I had my review at work yesterday. I guess my hard work, determination and ability to voice my opinion have paid off because it got me a 34 cent raise and a recommendation to be promoted again. Not that my career goal(s) is to work in a retail store my whole life, but 1. any kind of leadership position will be good for a resume, and 2. promotions= more money and i could always use more money. We also have a Merrell workshop coming up which means FREE SHOES! hooray!

i'm in need of a new tattoo... i've got some ideas of what i would like it to be, but nothing terribly specific. I know i want it to be on my side, where my rib cage is. I don't know if i want the left or the right side... probably the right because then i would be balanced out. i know i want it to be some kind of quote (probably in latin) with maybe some graphics. Possibly like this... but I'm not sure:

Except for if i got this, i would make sure the bird doesn't look so angry.

Washed up on shore...
Washed up on shore...

I'd like to live beneath the dirt
A tiny space to move and breathe is all that I would ever need
I want to live beneath the dirt
Where I'd be free from push and shove like all those swarming up above
Beneath your heals I'll spend my time

Shout your name into the wind
I'll wiggle in the earth and dew
Shout your name into the wind
And somtimes I will think of you
Shout your name into the wind
And if you ever think of me
Kneel down and kiss the earth
And show me what this thought is worth
I'll never hear your voice again

Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...
Shout your name into the wind...

For those of you not "hippie" enough to know what this song is, it's Dirt by Phish. I prefer to listen to it while laying on the ground with my eyes closed, but it also makes a great "driving around while the sun is setting" kind of song. It's my go-to song when I need to just chill out for a while and turn my brain off. The past few days have been definite turn-your-brain-off days. Or maybe I should have turned my brain on and turned my heart off.... ? regardless, I believe I was pushed to the limit that everyone was waiting patiently for me to be pushed towards. I'm no longer going to make excuses for him and what he did. I've always convinced myself I wasn't worth anything more than what I had settled for. And I might not seem to have anything, or anyone right now... but I will no longer settle for "just something". I would rather have to do things on my own than know that what I have isn't what I actually want. Or need.