I'm just a girl...my apologies.
HMm. It's been almost a week since I started back at work. It's been fucking crazy. I think that when I told my boss I wanted full time, I didn't fully understand that it meant only two days off every week and crazy eight hour shifts everyday. I don't mind it, because I love my job, but it's hard getting up every morning.
For two days I had to wake up before the sun even thought about rising. Saturday I had to work at 6am and Sunday was 7am. Both days until 3pm. But I'm used to working long shifts. So it's h'okay.
Yesterday and today were better, 9am-5pm. But tomorrow. holyHELL. 6-3 again. I fucking hate that shift. EWWW. But it's OK because after tomorrow I don't have to work again until Saturday morning.
Thursday afternoon Alicia and I are going to Canadaigua to visit her boy and his best friend, Kyle. AKA hottie of the world. Who might being expressing some interest in...yours truely :D SO. This is quite exciting. The four of us are doubling Thursday night [dinner and a movie] and then I think we're all sleeping over at Chris' [Alicia's BF] house.
So that'll be fun. Hopefully I can get some money soon too, because the first payment's coming up for Fred.
AND I went to the Y today. The combination of work and the Y will hopefully help me out a bit. In the notbeingcomfortablewithmybody category.
Oh. And I've decided that at the end of each entry I'm going to write something that I'm grateful for. Whether it be all the time, or just because something good happened that day that made me realize it.
Today, I'm grateful for the Y.
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