Randomness
I think I am going to start posting public just because I feel like it. It's been friends only for awhile... but hey no one knows of this journal anyway so it won't matter any.
About my day today:
It was stressful. We had a store meeting at 7:30 in the morning. I was already scheduled to work at 7 so it wasn't a big deal right? WRONG. Kathy took forever with the meeting. I had a shedless GSD sitting in the bathe room as well as a St. Bernard that needed to get washed because it's Saterday, our busiest day. We do not have enough dryers in our groom shop for all the kenels. We have 3 dryers, all with 3 hoses. It takes about 3 hoses on one kenel to completely dry a dog in two hours. Well we have over 15 kenels. Anyways I won't bore you with the lame details. So to sum it up: the meeting was extremely long and boring. I hate being required to do something. Yeah so it was busy in the groom shop. Nothing new or exciting, just stressful. That is another thing I hate, deadlines. Have to get the dog out by this time. But I deal with it. I love my job.
When I get home Tim still hadn't called. I had a long talk with his grandfather Dennis... Pretty much about everything. Tim finally called at 5 saying he was in a car accident. Poor kid, he is so accident prone. Luckily he wasn't injured cuz this is his last year to play football and he just now got back up to starting roation. He used to be before his shoulder and coller bone, but anyways different story for a different time. My journal is not about Tim damnit...
So we argued, as usual. I cried, as usual. I drove over there, as usual. UGH. Sometime's I get so dissapointed in myself... once again different story for a different time.
So I get over there and I find him in his aunt and uncle's house watching the beavers game. Beavers won by the way... go beavs. Then we went into his room... Then we went over to his aunt and uncles again for food, which was excellent. We went back into his grandparents house and watched some t.v. He sat there and just played with my hair and ran his fingers softly across my face... I love that. He never gives me attention like that so when he does it just makes me fall even more in love with him. My heart is probably going to get crushed but hey... It will be nine months on the third. NINE MONTHS. That is my longest relationship. I hope it keeps going well. I hate it when we fight. Why do I have to worry so much and why does he like to cause drama? ANYWAYS...
So here I am, at my house, with my computer. He drove to St. Helens to visit his mom, his brothers and to hang out with his friends. He is supossed to call me tomorrow... We played a game of catch up on the free way and stuff. He is so cute. YES SHANA, hate me, but he is adorable. Everytime I look at him I just get lost in his green eyes. I am such a hopeless romantic...
Damnit speaking of Shana... I need to move out. I feel like a lamer living at home with my mother. Yes I can save money but I want to be free and do my own thing and just take care of myself for once. Be independant or some shit. It sucks being 18 damnit. I would need a roomate and I do not want one. They would like steal my shit or something. In March when Tim turns 18, he says we can move out together. I highly doubt it will happen. I wish it would but knowing him... It probably won't.
This journal entry is getting hella long.
OK one more thing. I have been sick for a month. A WHOLE MONTH. I have a doctor's appointment Monday, hopefully he will tell me something other than, "get rest, sleep, and drink lot's of liquids". Stupid doctors, go through all that schooling just to tell me something I already know. Give me a perscription that will take away my sickness damnit.
OK enough venting for one night.
Much Love <3
About my day today:
It was stressful. We had a store meeting at 7:30 in the morning. I was already scheduled to work at 7 so it wasn't a big deal right? WRONG. Kathy took forever with the meeting. I had a shedless GSD sitting in the bathe room as well as a St. Bernard that needed to get washed because it's Saterday, our busiest day. We do not have enough dryers in our groom shop for all the kenels. We have 3 dryers, all with 3 hoses. It takes about 3 hoses on one kenel to completely dry a dog in two hours. Well we have over 15 kenels. Anyways I won't bore you with the lame details. So to sum it up: the meeting was extremely long and boring. I hate being required to do something. Yeah so it was busy in the groom shop. Nothing new or exciting, just stressful. That is another thing I hate, deadlines. Have to get the dog out by this time. But I deal with it. I love my job.
When I get home Tim still hadn't called. I had a long talk with his grandfather Dennis... Pretty much about everything. Tim finally called at 5 saying he was in a car accident. Poor kid, he is so accident prone. Luckily he wasn't injured cuz this is his last year to play football and he just now got back up to starting roation. He used to be before his shoulder and coller bone, but anyways different story for a different time. My journal is not about Tim damnit...
So we argued, as usual. I cried, as usual. I drove over there, as usual. UGH. Sometime's I get so dissapointed in myself... once again different story for a different time.
So I get over there and I find him in his aunt and uncle's house watching the beavers game. Beavers won by the way... go beavs. Then we went into his room... Then we went over to his aunt and uncles again for food, which was excellent. We went back into his grandparents house and watched some t.v. He sat there and just played with my hair and ran his fingers softly across my face... I love that. He never gives me attention like that so when he does it just makes me fall even more in love with him. My heart is probably going to get crushed but hey... It will be nine months on the third. NINE MONTHS. That is my longest relationship. I hope it keeps going well. I hate it when we fight. Why do I have to worry so much and why does he like to cause drama? ANYWAYS...
So here I am, at my house, with my computer. He drove to St. Helens to visit his mom, his brothers and to hang out with his friends. He is supossed to call me tomorrow... We played a game of catch up on the free way and stuff. He is so cute. YES SHANA, hate me, but he is adorable. Everytime I look at him I just get lost in his green eyes. I am such a hopeless romantic...
Damnit speaking of Shana... I need to move out. I feel like a lamer living at home with my mother. Yes I can save money but I want to be free and do my own thing and just take care of myself for once. Be independant or some shit. It sucks being 18 damnit. I would need a roomate and I do not want one. They would like steal my shit or something. In March when Tim turns 18, he says we can move out together. I highly doubt it will happen. I wish it would but knowing him... It probably won't.
This journal entry is getting hella long.
OK one more thing. I have been sick for a month. A WHOLE MONTH. I have a doctor's appointment Monday, hopefully he will tell me something other than, "get rest, sleep, and drink lot's of liquids". Stupid doctors, go through all that schooling just to tell me something I already know. Give me a perscription that will take away my sickness damnit.
OK enough venting for one night.
Much Love <3