I'm not gonna lie: I am devastated. Last night I went to be knowing that I was going to buy a cafe within the week. I talked to my dad about it and we made the decision. This morning, that dream was gone. And not only is it gone, it's got to be put on hold for a year. But I am not holding my breath. I have to set my mind back a month before my father offered to do this so that I can live again knowing it's just a dream instead of something that is really going to happen.
I am not giving up. Someday I will own a cafe. I just thought that someday would be next week.
I had a wonderful day with Lois today. She's so wonderful and warm and caring and she just made me feel so much better. She lifted my spirits quite a bit and I am trying my best to keep her loving energy in my heart tonight. It's people like her who make this world a wonderful place. I am very lucky to have met her.
I am throwing myself a pity party tonight. All of my friends are busy and since I have to be alone I ordered pizza (not on my diet) and am going to get either wine or beer. I also ordered an individual sized dessert and will spend the night in my pajamas. I don't like this feeling. Not one bit.