Could I possibly become a foot model? I doubt it... and I doubt much of this blog with make sense (either).

So the last week came to a head this morning (read previous post for that story) and all day, though most of it was spent on and off napping, I've been thinking about it. Audrey came to visit for 5 days, which would have been a better trip for everyone if
1) there had been clear cut plans made for each night/day
2) I hadn't had to cover all my boss's shifts for her birthday
3) I wasn't so goddamn grumpy cause it's hot and humid
Some of those things were unavoidable.
It was just a stressful week and now I am dreading the move I have to make in a couple weeks.
One of the thoughts I've been dabbling with is how I too often try to take on other peoples dilemmas, so to speak, but in the long run criticize them for having the dilemma. It has to be one of my biggest flaws. I see the problem and know how I would fix/deal with it but instead of giving sound advice that would match the person I get flustered as they stumble around like a chicken with their head cut off, which leads me to saying out right how I feel. Often that turns into the person feeling hurt/talked at and not heard. I understand this flaw in myself but it is so hard not to yell "YOU ARE BEING A FUCKING IDIOT!". It's hypocritical. I wonder when I will learn to use this logic for my own well being, or when will someone yell at me?
The stars must be screwing with me.
However, I should mention that the good times from this week were very enjoyable. Some highlights were late night talks/walks, dancing in some random girl's kitchen, and hitting up Shakespeare's after a long dry period. (The dancing had to have been the best part. We had stumbled upon this party by word of mouth, actually Chris's mouth, and thought it would be some huge extravaganza but instead it was Chris, Carrie, Audrey, Jay (the girl who lived there), and I. In Jay's kitchen we all were dancing like sexy goofballs. It was very ridiculous, in the extremely fun way.)
Now Audrey is back in KC, Tim and I are talking, with at least one misunderstanding per hour, and tomorrow I only work the morning shift and not all day. Life is semi back to normal, yet I am still thinking. Maybe tomorrow I will have some awe inspiring experience. I believe I need a vacation of my own.