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I'm really tired, but felt like updating before going to bed.
I've been surprisingly okay with Owen's absence. I mean, I really miss him a lot, and I think about him all the time, but it's not some sort of soul crushing sorrow or anything. Not a lot has changed aside from spending less time on the computer, and more time writing letters. I write him almost every day now, and I get letters from him really frequently. I can't wait until he's home. :)
I know it's kind of weird, but I start experiencing undeniable bouts of Christmas spirit fairly early in the year. This year, I started thinking about the holidays late August. I blame Owen. I asked him what he might want for Christmas before he left, so I'd know BEFORE he gets home mid December. I'm actually quite disgusted with the fact that Christmas is advertised and things are set up so early in the year, but that doesn't stop me from feeling it really early. I think a big part of it, is that I love the holiday season so much, that I don't want to have to worry about presents and plans and things during that month. I want everything to be out of the way so I can kick back and enjoy it. Make cookies and sing Christmasy things, and watch Christmas movies, rather than try to figure out what to get for everyone (I'm very indecisive, so that process can take a lot of effort.) I figured out basically a perfect gift for Owen, but alas, it is too expensive. I have one or two cheaper back up ideas though that I'm kicking around. I also know what I'm getting for my dad, and Jeff is always easy to shop for (look for something random, pointless, stupid, and generally cheap. As long as he laughs, we're good.)
I officially did not make it into White Christmas, which is a bummer, but I don't mind. This means I will hopefully get more of the kind of shift I like at work, which is late at night, and with my favorite co-workers. I was called into the office the other day 15 minutes before the end of my shift, and told I need to "step it up". Kill less time, you know? I accept criticism, and generally feel it's warranted, but I never take it well, so I spend the last 15 minutes of that damn shift either hiding behind the wall in Customer Service trying to stop crying, or wandering around putting things away, looking like a person about to cry. Not a good day for me. What was confusing though, is that I've felt really busy the past few shifts. One of them, for 4 1/2 or the 5 hours I was scheduled, I was doing exactly what the supervisor told me to do (one of the two supervisors telling me I have to work harder, by the way.) She told me things were slow, and that I should help the two people rearranging a section. So I did. I moved shit around, pushed around heavy carts, put a bunch of back stock on shelves, and when the other two people left, I checked fitting rooms and folded stuff for the last half hour. And the next day, things were busy, and so was I. I was putting stuff away, filling out theft reports, repairing packaging, and helping customers my entire shift (the other of the two supervisors was in charge of that shift.) In short, I have no fucking clue what I've been doing wrong. This is a big part of why I'm hoping to get more of my late Ad Set shifts. I go in, have one specific task to do, don't have to deal with customers, and that's my whole shift. I don't have to make work for myself. Ugh. I really want another job now. D:
Aside from the bullshit at work, I've been doing pretty well. Things have been changing in a good way in various aspects of my life, and it's really refreshing. I just want it to be December though. My favorite month, my favorite holiday, and Owen's coming home. I can't wait. :)
I've been surprisingly okay with Owen's absence. I mean, I really miss him a lot, and I think about him all the time, but it's not some sort of soul crushing sorrow or anything. Not a lot has changed aside from spending less time on the computer, and more time writing letters. I write him almost every day now, and I get letters from him really frequently. I can't wait until he's home. :)
I know it's kind of weird, but I start experiencing undeniable bouts of Christmas spirit fairly early in the year. This year, I started thinking about the holidays late August. I blame Owen. I asked him what he might want for Christmas before he left, so I'd know BEFORE he gets home mid December. I'm actually quite disgusted with the fact that Christmas is advertised and things are set up so early in the year, but that doesn't stop me from feeling it really early. I think a big part of it, is that I love the holiday season so much, that I don't want to have to worry about presents and plans and things during that month. I want everything to be out of the way so I can kick back and enjoy it. Make cookies and sing Christmasy things, and watch Christmas movies, rather than try to figure out what to get for everyone (I'm very indecisive, so that process can take a lot of effort.) I figured out basically a perfect gift for Owen, but alas, it is too expensive. I have one or two cheaper back up ideas though that I'm kicking around. I also know what I'm getting for my dad, and Jeff is always easy to shop for (look for something random, pointless, stupid, and generally cheap. As long as he laughs, we're good.)
I officially did not make it into White Christmas, which is a bummer, but I don't mind. This means I will hopefully get more of the kind of shift I like at work, which is late at night, and with my favorite co-workers. I was called into the office the other day 15 minutes before the end of my shift, and told I need to "step it up". Kill less time, you know? I accept criticism, and generally feel it's warranted, but I never take it well, so I spend the last 15 minutes of that damn shift either hiding behind the wall in Customer Service trying to stop crying, or wandering around putting things away, looking like a person about to cry. Not a good day for me. What was confusing though, is that I've felt really busy the past few shifts. One of them, for 4 1/2 or the 5 hours I was scheduled, I was doing exactly what the supervisor told me to do (one of the two supervisors telling me I have to work harder, by the way.) She told me things were slow, and that I should help the two people rearranging a section. So I did. I moved shit around, pushed around heavy carts, put a bunch of back stock on shelves, and when the other two people left, I checked fitting rooms and folded stuff for the last half hour. And the next day, things were busy, and so was I. I was putting stuff away, filling out theft reports, repairing packaging, and helping customers my entire shift (the other of the two supervisors was in charge of that shift.) In short, I have no fucking clue what I've been doing wrong. This is a big part of why I'm hoping to get more of my late Ad Set shifts. I go in, have one specific task to do, don't have to deal with customers, and that's my whole shift. I don't have to make work for myself. Ugh. I really want another job now. D:
Aside from the bullshit at work, I've been doing pretty well. Things have been changing in a good way in various aspects of my life, and it's really refreshing. I just want it to be December though. My favorite month, my favorite holiday, and Owen's coming home. I can't wait. :)