Its been a while, since I could say I loved my self as much as....
So I have gotten letters... wonderful letters. (Ones that should have been responded too BEFORE I formated - hince the lack or responce). I have recieved phone calls, very caring and warm phone calls..
All seem to be wondering if I am "okay" and how things are going.
I'll take a breather here to inform those who want to know and leave a reminder for myself.
1) My Aunt Nana passed away (we were not close, but seeing the family take another loss was not what I needed)
2) I am better for the most part.
3)Joe and I have been dealing with some heart breaking issues...
4) (The reason I have been gone so much) EB is short on people and plentiful on hours.. so I am working 2 stores currently. On top of that I have another job now working for a Cast Stone company... I am the office manager (oooooooh, pretty title), That mostly means I read architectuals and extract pricing, as well as plan meetings, do field measuring (when needed), run errands (to get supplies etc) answer phones, etc. etc. On top of that I am their Website Adminastrator.. meaning I am rebuilding their website from the ground up and keeping weekly, if not daily update, on it. All in all it's a nice little desk job.
5) Currently in school - 2 Classes
I am working about 57 hours and taking classes. The better way to put that would be to say "I am keeping Busy."
I get up at 6:30 am to be out here by 8am (45 - 1hr drive)Then leave here around 4:30 to be at EB by 6pm and close the store, which I normally leave at 10pm.
I feel like I am purposely drowing myself in work in order to get a break from the rest of the world, and the people who constantly pester me. But even though they have been informed of my schedual, they give me no slight break. Perhaps if I had a strong backbone I could simply say "fuck off, I am doing pretty good for myself... what have you done latly?" But I take it like a bitch and lay the blame on my sholders.. "Yes.. it is my fault, no, you're right... I am wrong for being tired and exhausted"...
I am mentally and physically worn out.. but that doesn't stop me... I'll push myself till I simply fall over the edge. I am not dead yet, right?
If it is to be, its up to me. I am the only person I can ever trust.
All seem to be wondering if I am "okay" and how things are going.
I'll take a breather here to inform those who want to know and leave a reminder for myself.
1) My Aunt Nana passed away (we were not close, but seeing the family take another loss was not what I needed)
2) I am better for the most part.
3)Joe and I have been dealing with some heart breaking issues...
4) (The reason I have been gone so much) EB is short on people and plentiful on hours.. so I am working 2 stores currently. On top of that I have another job now working for a Cast Stone company... I am the office manager (oooooooh, pretty title), That mostly means I read architectuals and extract pricing, as well as plan meetings, do field measuring (when needed), run errands (to get supplies etc) answer phones, etc. etc. On top of that I am their Website Adminastrator.. meaning I am rebuilding their website from the ground up and keeping weekly, if not daily update, on it. All in all it's a nice little desk job.
5) Currently in school - 2 Classes
I am working about 57 hours and taking classes. The better way to put that would be to say "I am keeping Busy."
I get up at 6:30 am to be out here by 8am (45 - 1hr drive)Then leave here around 4:30 to be at EB by 6pm and close the store, which I normally leave at 10pm.
I feel like I am purposely drowing myself in work in order to get a break from the rest of the world, and the people who constantly pester me. But even though they have been informed of my schedual, they give me no slight break. Perhaps if I had a strong backbone I could simply say "fuck off, I am doing pretty good for myself... what have you done latly?" But I take it like a bitch and lay the blame on my sholders.. "Yes.. it is my fault, no, you're right... I am wrong for being tired and exhausted"...
I am mentally and physically worn out.. but that doesn't stop me... I'll push myself till I simply fall over the edge. I am not dead yet, right?
If it is to be, its up to me. I am the only person I can ever trust.