Thank God it's Thursday.

[avichan]

Last day of the week at the Cathedral. I know it's going to be frustrating. My boss is preparing music for an event tonight, and not only has he not told me much about it, he hasn't told his regular musicians much about it. I had to give them tentative information about call times and attire and such, something I hate to do. Which also means I have uppity baritone/basses getting pissy with me, something I don't appreciate. I realise I'm supposed to keep track of things like this, but it's rather hard when your boss doesn't tell you anything about it, and still expects that you know. Sigh. I have asked him about it. Don't get me wrong. Apparently I haven't asked the right questions.

I can't wait until we have three closers at the store again. I spent the past two days that I've worked doing random crap and working on wedding planning stuff. I am a lameass. I also need actual tasks. The past two nights have gone so slowly 'cause I've just been overseeing.

I lifted 50 lbs of bread last night, and I think I lifted improperly. My side hurts like a bitch.

Why is it that when I ask for something to be direct debited on a certain day, it takes an extra two to three days to actually deduct? Thing is, it doesn't ALWAYS do that. So some months, it'll deduct properly, and my budget is secure. Other months, I get reamed. Not a fan.

Today:

--work at Cathedral
--meet with Carol
--join Lowell to visit Chris and Evie
--home for sleep

Tomorrow:

--NO WORKY WHOO
--get paycheck from store
--cash paycheck
--go to Target for bathing suit and snackage
--pick up Alex
--BEACH
--clean apartment
--hang out with Lowell

Saturday:

--work at store
--work serving gig
--crash

Sunday:

--work at store
--laundries
--Venture Candies

And that's that!