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Thursday, October 16, 2008 6:18 PM
.:It Gets Better:.

Taylor forgave me finally. I now understand why she was so mad, too. She said she hated having to find out about it by reading it here, and wished I would have called her that night and told her directly. It's a completely understandable wish, and I should have been more responsible about it. So we made up and all is well with us again.

I worked extra late today. I guess it wasn't extra late. I left at 6 instead of 2:30, but I finished the project. I had to put together a portfolio to present at the meeting in Chicago next week, and then I had to get our new designs ready for presentation as well. The new designs won't be needed next week, but they're already ready to go, so I got that done now so I didn't have to do it later.

The exciting thing about the Chicago trip: I get to bring Taylor with me. I'll actually be driving to Chicago since it's not that far from here (few hundred miles) and I convinced (asked) my boss if she could come with me. He's one of the few people who know about my lifestyle (or so I think. Kayla surprised me when she told me she knew) and I trusted him enough to ask. He was okay with it, saying as long as I made it to the meeting on time and didn't decide to stay in Chicago forever, he didn't care what I did. He's going too, but he is flying out tomorrow morning for some reason (the meeting isn't until Monday).

They are giving me a rental car to take so I don't have to drive my own. The one downside is I have to pay for my own hotel since I'll be having Taylor with me, and they will only pay for me to stay. No big deal, though. I'm looking at hotels online right now, and some of them are nice and cheap. I might go all out and get a really fancy one, though. With my bonus I could probably splurge a little bit.

I can't believe I don't have much else to talk about. I've been so focused on work lately since we are trying to move out of state and gain a national customer-base. I haven't had much time to myself, so there really isn't anything interesting to talk about.

I think maybe Taylor and I should go out tonight. I always have something fun to write about when we go out, so for the sake of saving the blog, I just might have to go to the bar and get drunk. We'll see.

<3 Sarah <3
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