...And I can taste the air.
Well the past couple days have been "okay." Way too cold though. And way too much work. There are ups and downs both to having 3 days off and then 4 days on. Today I did some stuff in office supply. It's mostly freight, but I didn't have to do that today. I told my managers I was willing to give it a shot, because Samantha hates it. But I'm not sure yet If I'll like it or not. We'll see whenever I get to do it. It's been a fun weekend at work, its usually pretty enjoyable. It's just that Mark doesn't care if we do nothing when we don't have customers. But Chuck is going to be back. I still did stuff over the weekend though. I cleaned like every single shelf and thing in checkouts 1 and 2. They get pretty grubby. And I don't mind doing it at all. So I've been keeping myself tied down closer to 8 hours of sleep, although last night I slept like 10-11 hours. I'm making progress! At least I don't feel overly lazy. I was kind of thinking that people might give up on me if I was to get all depressed. Up and go style. But I'm supposed to be happy if they're making me happy, right? I've been going about it totally the wrong way. But I am semi-happy. I'm just not completely satisfied on my "progress" or lack-of lately, with some stuff. It does make some pretty crappy time for sure. I can't wait for the week to be over. Then I can get a week off of school. I really need to catch up in my computer class. I was always right on the ball. And it's nothing bad now. I'm just not finishing stuff early like I did before. My Uncle Scott and little cousin Sean came in to work last night. I almost forgot how completely adorable my little cousin Sean is. I remember when he was like 1 and my mom and Phil got married and I carried him around everywhere. I miss that sometimes. Now he's a "big boy". Haha. He's one of the most awesome kids. Seriously. I've been thinking a lot about the future lately. I really need to take more charge of myself. And my computers starting to slow down lots AGAIN. I freaking hate this machine more than anything in the world. Someday I'll get a new one. My mom came home from Seattle today. (She had a weekend softball clinic with some other people she coaches with.)I know I only told Carlie about it. I kept forgetting about it. But we had all boys in the house: my dog, my brother, and my step dad. Well I'm not a boy, but I wasn't home too much. My mom brought me a few articles of clothing, one of which I can return and probably will. But at least she's still doing that for me. That was really nice. I just want lots of clothes I love. Carlie dude, you're still supposed to help me out! I'm just blabbing. So I'm off. More homework.