Dec 25, 2008 16:14
So, as threatened, I stayed up as long as it took last night to do my mom's blanket.* I got about two hours' sleep before I had to get up and go to work, all told. But I knew that was going to happen going in, so off I go like a trooper moogle and arrive at the Dog Place promptly at eight. ...Half an hour later I gave up and went home, very confused. I hadn't seen another soul and the building was locked up tight, so unless they were playing an elaborate prank on me... Maybe I was supposed to come in in the afternoon, I thought. So I opened presents with my parents, took a nap (homg needed that so much), and returned at 2:30 for what I thought would be the afternoon shift.
At 3:00 I was just about to give up again when my boss shows up. He winds up telling me that the Christmas Day dogwalking shift starts at six. Six. You'd think someone would mention this to the new girl. *headdesk* Anyway, he assured me it wasn't my fault, and I got to walk dogs with him, which gives me my holiday pay. So, all's well that ends well. ...I'm never going to hear the end of this when I come in to work tomorrow, am I?
Other than that, my Christmas is going just fine. It's really nice and warm outside, my parents are cooking dinner upstairs, and I have books and shiny things to keep me occupied. ^_^ ...but, uh, definitely going to bed early tonight.
*I was really expecting this to be a pain in the butt, but there's something oddly restful and cozy about crocheting a big fluffy blanket for someone you care about. I sat there in front of the computer and read old RP logs and the time and the yarn just flew. ...Don't think I'll be doing it that often though. *winces and flexes fingers*
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