Braving the elements

I am at work sick. 

I have this horrendous cough and cold which I always seem to have at the same time each year and I am at work. Why? There is always this tension I get from my co-workers when I call out sick, as if I am bailing out on them, and then you return and there's that look of disdain as if you made up your illness. So if they won't let me rest up at home sick, I might as well come to work and share it with them.

I had dinner with my sister yesterday at Lola. It was an exquisite location but the food not so much. Overpriced and pretentious portions. I know I am on a diet but if I pay $15 and up for the food it better be enough to pack a doggy bag. But we went there really to talk about her move. She swore to high heavens that it is not absolute. She just feels there's a recession overtaking GA so it's time for us to get out. I made it clear to her that Houston is not my dream location, not now, not ever. Until I figure me and my life out and I can choose where I want to live, I will, but I don't think Houston will be on my list. She said, fair is fair, because Houston was never on her list, mostly up north but for the weather which we cannot take, that's why she settled on Houston.

I don't know. Nothing was resolved. Nothing is certain according to her, all I know is the next couple of months are going to be very hard, with this move, with my life, everything. I just told her I know God is punishing me for all my misdeeds in Nigeria that's why I cannot seem to get ahead, no matter how hard I try. But if you ask God to forgive you, (repeatedly like I have) why should He still be punishing you? It's like, God I am sorry, really sorry...really really sorry. The punishment should stop at some point.