...and you're not coming back. can't you come back?
Well this weekend sucked.
Friday I went in to the city;my painting class was meeting there to see the Pierre Bonnard exhibit. I really enjoyed that, as well as looking through the European painting wing, as usual. Becca came with me and then Beck met up with us after for her birthday. We went down to the flatiron district where my Mom has been working in some office. She came down to meet us in a Lucky Brand store. Right when my mom walked in, we realized that my Dad had just tried to call both of us. I spoke with him and he told me that Sunni passed away in his arms. I broke down and it was kind of awkward, all the store employees were staring at me. One guy came and offered me tissues, which was nice of him. I was kind of in a daze the rest of the day and night.
Saturday morning I went straight to work, helped me keep my mind off of it. The second I got into my car to leave work though I was dreading going home. I started crying in the car I just couldn't hold it back. Walking into my house without seeing Sunni's wrinkly face to greet me was heartbreaking. My house feels empty without her there. Little things kept hitting me. Like not having her at my feet during dinner, waiting for me to sneak her bits of food. Or hearing Summer's tags jingling walking down the hallway and realizing it's not Sunni. She was a huge part of my family and I can't believe that she's just gone.
Sunday I covered a shift for someone at work and I spoke with my shift supervisor about the fact that I'm not on schedule next week. He told me my manager was told by the DMs to take people with weekend availability only off of the schedule. I wrote her a note saying I'll do whatever it takes to get there during the week if I have to. Fuck my school for not giving me parking. So I was stressing out about losing my job. I really love working there, I have amazing co-workers and I just enjoy what I do. I lucked out, my manager called me today and said that she will put me on more hours. But thinking I was going to lose my job was horrible. It made me think about all of the people in that situation right now because of the economy and it's just awful.
Ugh. I hope things get better this week.
Friday I went in to the city;my painting class was meeting there to see the Pierre Bonnard exhibit. I really enjoyed that, as well as looking through the European painting wing, as usual. Becca came with me and then Beck met up with us after for her birthday. We went down to the flatiron district where my Mom has been working in some office. She came down to meet us in a Lucky Brand store. Right when my mom walked in, we realized that my Dad had just tried to call both of us. I spoke with him and he told me that Sunni passed away in his arms. I broke down and it was kind of awkward, all the store employees were staring at me. One guy came and offered me tissues, which was nice of him. I was kind of in a daze the rest of the day and night.
Saturday morning I went straight to work, helped me keep my mind off of it. The second I got into my car to leave work though I was dreading going home. I started crying in the car I just couldn't hold it back. Walking into my house without seeing Sunni's wrinkly face to greet me was heartbreaking. My house feels empty without her there. Little things kept hitting me. Like not having her at my feet during dinner, waiting for me to sneak her bits of food. Or hearing Summer's tags jingling walking down the hallway and realizing it's not Sunni. She was a huge part of my family and I can't believe that she's just gone.
Sunday I covered a shift for someone at work and I spoke with my shift supervisor about the fact that I'm not on schedule next week. He told me my manager was told by the DMs to take people with weekend availability only off of the schedule. I wrote her a note saying I'll do whatever it takes to get there during the week if I have to. Fuck my school for not giving me parking. So I was stressing out about losing my job. I really love working there, I have amazing co-workers and I just enjoy what I do. I lucked out, my manager called me today and said that she will put me on more hours. But thinking I was going to lose my job was horrible. It made me think about all of the people in that situation right now because of the economy and it's just awful.
Ugh. I hope things get better this week.