Feelin' a little crappy.
Not entirely sure why, but I haven't had a lot of positive things happen lately, though I am thankful that I at least found a 2nd part-time job, even if the position is equivalent to "store-bitch." The only people with potentially worse jobs would be those in the stock department or strictly cashier. My first day probably felt a bit cruddy because I spent the entire time pushing carts on Good Friday for 8 hours in the rain with tons of cars and customers around. It wouldn't have been so bad if the traffic was gone or the rain was gone. IN the last hour or two of the shift, my shoes finally got to the point where they couldn't keep the rain out, and my feet were water-logged.
It didn't help that after the shift my friend who also works at Wal*Mart had a breakdown due to financial problems with her fiance and roommate troubles.
Tonight my boyfriend briefly mentioned via text that he has friends over. The only reason it bothers me is because he never has friends over... and never mentioned any friends to me throughout our whole relationship with the exception of some co-workers he sometimes hangs out with. He always calls me every night though, so maybe I'll see what's up. I will try to be as supportive as possible, even though I'm hurt that he didn't bother mentioning any of this to me prior to tonight. I want him to have a social life, but he doesn't need to keep it on the DL.
I have reasons for fearing secretive behavior, some of you (if you're reading this) probably know why. Also, it always perks an ear when something out of the ordinary happens, especially if there was no expectation of it.
My hope is that either 1.) This happened out of the blue and unexpectedly for him, 2.) These are also co-workers that he did not know were furries, or 3.) He didn't want to bother me.
As my other friends grow excited for the coming of summer, I find myself that my summer is probably going to be a lot like my winter, minus snow, and plus a 2nd job.
The one other strain of good news is that we may finally have found a third roommate. He goes by Nico (but once I find out his real name I will probably just call him that), and we did get the chance to spend time with him on Thursday. We sent him home with an application, guarantor form, and a voided lease copy. The plan is that he's going to fill them out and go into the leasing office on Tuesday with Blake and myself to get it all turned in. Once he's accepted, he'll probably sign the lease for August this year. (He would like to move in sooner, but he'd have to take over Randy's lease, and he also would have to find a job here. While it's not impossible, it's definitely an inhibitor to moving in early.)
In lighter news, I did some cleaning today. Organized half of the Dining room and put the grill and its supplies on a shelf that was meant for an entertainment center. (But both roommates who were going to use it for that are moved out. :P ) I also did my laundry as well. I took the patio chairs inside and cleaned off most of the water-drenched charcoal brickettes, through them away with the bag. Now the rain will hopefully get rid of the big black spot.
It didn't help that after the shift my friend who also works at Wal*Mart had a breakdown due to financial problems with her fiance and roommate troubles.
Tonight my boyfriend briefly mentioned via text that he has friends over. The only reason it bothers me is because he never has friends over... and never mentioned any friends to me throughout our whole relationship with the exception of some co-workers he sometimes hangs out with. He always calls me every night though, so maybe I'll see what's up. I will try to be as supportive as possible, even though I'm hurt that he didn't bother mentioning any of this to me prior to tonight. I want him to have a social life, but he doesn't need to keep it on the DL.
I have reasons for fearing secretive behavior, some of you (if you're reading this) probably know why. Also, it always perks an ear when something out of the ordinary happens, especially if there was no expectation of it.
My hope is that either 1.) This happened out of the blue and unexpectedly for him, 2.) These are also co-workers that he did not know were furries, or 3.) He didn't want to bother me.
As my other friends grow excited for the coming of summer, I find myself that my summer is probably going to be a lot like my winter, minus snow, and plus a 2nd job.
The one other strain of good news is that we may finally have found a third roommate. He goes by Nico (but once I find out his real name I will probably just call him that), and we did get the chance to spend time with him on Thursday. We sent him home with an application, guarantor form, and a voided lease copy. The plan is that he's going to fill them out and go into the leasing office on Tuesday with Blake and myself to get it all turned in. Once he's accepted, he'll probably sign the lease for August this year. (He would like to move in sooner, but he'd have to take over Randy's lease, and he also would have to find a job here. While it's not impossible, it's definitely an inhibitor to moving in early.)
In lighter news, I did some cleaning today. Organized half of the Dining room and put the grill and its supplies on a shelf that was meant for an entertainment center. (But both roommates who were going to use it for that are moved out. :P ) I also did my laundry as well. I took the patio chairs inside and cleaned off most of the water-drenched charcoal brickettes, through them away with the bag. Now the rain will hopefully get rid of the big black spot.