year's a long time.
Today was my first day back as a cashier...after a little over a year of unemployment.
I had so much fun. I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm tired from adjusting, had to constantly be on my feet, I'm sore and hurting... But it was glorious. And I learned a lot today. Worked a full eight hours.
On break and lunch, I text a few of my friends to let them know how it was going. I wanted to hang out with P after he got out of church, but at this rate... I'm more than likely going to be out cold shortly after Axl is.
Micah took me over to the humane society to see if Charlotte was there. No...she wasn't. I'm praying she's ok. I really miss her, quite a bit.
After cooking dinner and cleaning the kitchen, and having two stupid mutts following me from one place to the other...I'm pissed at Logan for him saying he does more around the house than I know about. Jerk, I swept up your candy bar wrappers along with the rice that you left out and your little brother got into and dumped all over the house tonight. Plus I worked a full 8 hour day, no complaining, COOKED YOUR DINNER, and you got the balls to tell me "I" take advantage of YOU? Um. Ok.
Anywho, E and I were chatting a bit earlier and he inadvertently and very much unknowingly set off my PTSD by sending me a knife emoji...we were being quite geeky and discussing certain video games. I guess, back before he knew me, he'd started reading some of my "blog" but then ceased... Because he felt like he was invading my space. Or something like that. Anyway, I had told him I didn't care...maybe he would gain some insight, see how I've matured over the years. I have had this journal since college 2001, so that's quite a bit of rambling.
I don't put all of my personal life here, anyway. I'm sure some of it would be quite shocking.
Anyway my son is driving me up a wall right now, and I have to get him to bed before he drives me crazy.
G'night.
I had so much fun. I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm tired from adjusting, had to constantly be on my feet, I'm sore and hurting... But it was glorious. And I learned a lot today. Worked a full eight hours.
On break and lunch, I text a few of my friends to let them know how it was going. I wanted to hang out with P after he got out of church, but at this rate... I'm more than likely going to be out cold shortly after Axl is.
Micah took me over to the humane society to see if Charlotte was there. No...she wasn't. I'm praying she's ok. I really miss her, quite a bit.
After cooking dinner and cleaning the kitchen, and having two stupid mutts following me from one place to the other...I'm pissed at Logan for him saying he does more around the house than I know about. Jerk, I swept up your candy bar wrappers along with the rice that you left out and your little brother got into and dumped all over the house tonight. Plus I worked a full 8 hour day, no complaining, COOKED YOUR DINNER, and you got the balls to tell me "I" take advantage of YOU? Um. Ok.
Anywho, E and I were chatting a bit earlier and he inadvertently and very much unknowingly set off my PTSD by sending me a knife emoji...we were being quite geeky and discussing certain video games. I guess, back before he knew me, he'd started reading some of my "blog" but then ceased... Because he felt like he was invading my space. Or something like that. Anyway, I had told him I didn't care...maybe he would gain some insight, see how I've matured over the years. I have had this journal since college 2001, so that's quite a bit of rambling.
I don't put all of my personal life here, anyway. I'm sure some of it would be quite shocking.
Anyway my son is driving me up a wall right now, and I have to get him to bed before he drives me crazy.
G'night.