If you leave, I hope you need to come back
My guts hurt. I haven't been very on top of my fiber intake recently. I've been feeling really good though so I figured I was ok. I figured wrong. I'm pretty uncomfortable today. I just had a big serving though, and will try to get some extra the next couple days and get back on top of it again.
I feel like I suddenly grew up like last week. I'm trying to be more mindful/on top of what I eat. I'm trying to get my finances together and my credit fixed. I *really* want to buy a house. I kind of feel like fate got my back on that today. I just happened to go visit my friend Patch (who I don't se nearly enough. North Seattle is so close yet so far), and while I was there he happened to mention that he and his wife are looking to buy a house sometime in the not too distant future, and they're going to a home-buyer's class next weekend. I've been really thinking the last couple of weeks about how much I want to buy a house, but I know nothing about the process or anything. So, Aman and I are hopefully going to the class with them. Patch has to get back to me about details. I'm really, really excited about it. I'm trying hard to not get my heart too set on the possibility of buying, but I can't help it. I'm such a dreamer, and it really is the most logical solution for my needs, though not the most realistic. So, I guess we'll wait and see on that.
FINALLY got my talk at Petsmart. It was lame, and anti-climatic. I said I'm leaving, but would finish my classes. He said he doesn't think the higher ups will want me to work more than two weeks max, as I could spend that time stealing client base. Wtf ever. The funny part though is how fucked it will leave them. I do Friday night and Saturday afternoon. Sheila does Sun-Wed, and Kim does Thursday and Saturday morning. Kim can't work Friday, and after she finishes the classes she's already commited to she can't do Saturday until the end of summer because of her other job. Sheila a) can't and won't work 6 days a week b) wants to work less than she already does, not more and c) hates the company and doesn't do them any favors. So my classes all have WEEKS left, and since they're forcing me to leave, there's no one to teach them. I'm amused by it, and over it. I also have a pretty hardcore case of senioritis over it. I'm doing my best to work through it. I'd like to leave there on good terms.
Not a lot else going on I guess. I dunno. I finally bought a new sharps container tonight. Go me.
I feel like I suddenly grew up like last week. I'm trying to be more mindful/on top of what I eat. I'm trying to get my finances together and my credit fixed. I *really* want to buy a house. I kind of feel like fate got my back on that today. I just happened to go visit my friend Patch (who I don't se nearly enough. North Seattle is so close yet so far), and while I was there he happened to mention that he and his wife are looking to buy a house sometime in the not too distant future, and they're going to a home-buyer's class next weekend. I've been really thinking the last couple of weeks about how much I want to buy a house, but I know nothing about the process or anything. So, Aman and I are hopefully going to the class with them. Patch has to get back to me about details. I'm really, really excited about it. I'm trying hard to not get my heart too set on the possibility of buying, but I can't help it. I'm such a dreamer, and it really is the most logical solution for my needs, though not the most realistic. So, I guess we'll wait and see on that.
FINALLY got my talk at Petsmart. It was lame, and anti-climatic. I said I'm leaving, but would finish my classes. He said he doesn't think the higher ups will want me to work more than two weeks max, as I could spend that time stealing client base. Wtf ever. The funny part though is how fucked it will leave them. I do Friday night and Saturday afternoon. Sheila does Sun-Wed, and Kim does Thursday and Saturday morning. Kim can't work Friday, and after she finishes the classes she's already commited to she can't do Saturday until the end of summer because of her other job. Sheila a) can't and won't work 6 days a week b) wants to work less than she already does, not more and c) hates the company and doesn't do them any favors. So my classes all have WEEKS left, and since they're forcing me to leave, there's no one to teach them. I'm amused by it, and over it. I also have a pretty hardcore case of senioritis over it. I'm doing my best to work through it. I'd like to leave there on good terms.
Not a lot else going on I guess. I dunno. I finally bought a new sharps container tonight. Go me.