The icon pretty much describes my mood.
Okay. So I'm about to have the best week EVER and this is why:
. Tomorrow I have the day off. SCHWEE!
. Friday, I don't go into work until 7.15. IN THE EVENING. I dies from happiness.
. Saturday is noon to five. Rock my socks.
. Sunday is a normal shift (4-close), but I can deal with that in light of other wonders.
. Both Monday and Tuesday - I only work 6.15 to close because I'm learning to close kitchen. Short hours and no dealing with hectic sandwich-making = JOY.
. Wednesday I am most probably going to trot off camping and see people that I miss so much you wouldn't believe it. I have been looking forward to this and angsting about whether it will happen or not since finals week. If any hammer falls and shatters this, I will be crushed. Truly. For I am so, so excited about this. I am totally taking the hobo-pie makers and it better not rain because I want to sleep under the stars.
. Then on Friday I will leave said camping shin-dig and most likely get to galavant on up to the city to A. see a show, which will be incredible because I have absolutely been withering and dying with no theatre in my life these past five-and-a-half or whatever weeks, and B. I get to see Jess and Sara and Jason, SCREAMS!
Thus, Best Week Ever awaits me. I am off to bed, chickadees. Opposite of bonjour.
. Tomorrow I have the day off. SCHWEE!
. Friday, I don't go into work until 7.15. IN THE EVENING. I dies from happiness.
. Saturday is noon to five. Rock my socks.
. Sunday is a normal shift (4-close), but I can deal with that in light of other wonders.
. Both Monday and Tuesday - I only work 6.15 to close because I'm learning to close kitchen. Short hours and no dealing with hectic sandwich-making = JOY.
. Wednesday I am most probably going to trot off camping and see people that I miss so much you wouldn't believe it. I have been looking forward to this and angsting about whether it will happen or not since finals week. If any hammer falls and shatters this, I will be crushed. Truly. For I am so, so excited about this. I am totally taking the hobo-pie makers and it better not rain because I want to sleep under the stars.
. Then on Friday I will leave said camping shin-dig and most likely get to galavant on up to the city to A. see a show, which will be incredible because I have absolutely been withering and dying with no theatre in my life these past five-and-a-half or whatever weeks, and B. I get to see Jess and Sara and Jason, SCREAMS!
Thus, Best Week Ever awaits me. I am off to bed, chickadees. Opposite of bonjour.