"He's preparing me for something I cannot handle right now..." That's the opening line to one of my favorite songs by Daryl Coley. After all I've been through this year, I just have to believe that I'm getting ready for something awesome. The latest situation to visit me is a roommate. My homegirl asked me if I'd be willing to lend my couch to a guy at her church who was having a hard time. I was like, "Sure," because so many people have helped me in my journey that it's nice sometimes to pay it forward. Oh boy. This dude is no freakin' joke, to say the least. He's nice, but I don't think he and I could do this for the long haul. For one, he's an OCD neat freak...and let's just say that I'm not. Which probably wouldn't bother me, but he's also a control freak who thinks that he's always right. As if that weren't bad enough, he thinks he knows everything because he's a preacher from New Orlea...
Sometimes a girl needs to get her thoughts on paper so she can see what's really going on.