Actually I did celebrate Cinco de Mayo! But I did it on Saturday, I had bottomless margaritas and listened to a band! Had a blast....although I really needed those margaritas last night.
So I woke up this morning and I felt horrible for lashing out at my mother. She stays at my grandmother's on Monday nights to take care of her, so after our argument she left and I didn't see her until I was about to leave for work this morning.
I just feel like such a horrible daughter. I should be grateful that I have a mom that would let me stay with her through this. But to me it is just so depressing being there. After a long day at work I go home...but it doesn't feel like home, I feel out of place. You know how when you're on vacation and when you get home you are so glad to be back and sleep in your bed and just be HOME.....well I feel like I am on vacation and I am ready to go HOME.
I wonder if I made the right decision to move here. At the time I really needed my family. There I have a house and had a good job that I loved. Here I have nothing...and a job that I am not too fond of. Moving back has crossed my mind several times.
