I Made it Out of the Heat

A few days a ago I arrived back in the suburbs of Detroit, simply happy to be out of the 115 degree weather, but I wasn't actually ready for me to feel cold in 70 degree weather. As I stood watching the Tiger's beat the Seattle Mariner's the other night in shorts and a tee-shirt I shivered. Purely out of amazement of the chills I kept feeling in the middle of July I constantly looked up at the scoreboard and the temperature it had written across it's lower right-hand corner. It read 73 degrees. Yet, I still was cold. Isn't 70 degree weather supposed to be perfect weather, there wasn't a cloud in the sky and the wind was barely blowing. I guess I can just chalk up that unusual feeling of coldness on a warm summer day to my assimilation to the sweltering heat of Arizona.
The drive back was not bad at all. Thinking that I would find loneliiness and mine own thoughts, I found two books on CD. One not that bad and one good. But, 24 hours of listening to a James Patterson novel and a Classic, A Tree Grows Brooklyn, I was at the Michigan border. Between the novels there was the admitting to my parents and girlfriend I had and have a gambling problem. I lost all the money I was supposed to be saving for our trip to Europe. Needed my parents to wire me money to just make it back. Thought my girlfriend was going to ends things. I don't know how many people would be able to put up with my impossibility to handle money like an adult, but through my luckiness and the amount of chances God has given me they both seem to have forgiven me. I know it's an old cliche, but I also know they are not going to forget.
Enough about my personal issues and complaints. I have been blessed all my life, I am still set to leave for the Czech Republic on August 18th, and my family, friends, and girlfriend are still here for me.
Still looking for anytime of way around Detroit to make a little extra money for our adventure. Wish me luck.