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I've had better weekends. I worked a lot and hey, that's the job and I knew that getting into it so I can't complain. I crashed yesterday though and Ray made me lay down and take a nap. Which I did. And I could have slept all through the night too, 'cept he woke me up to eat dinner.
The gal I work with is...a nutbar. Actually, I can't stand her. She actually only comes up from her school in the chicago area every other weekend. And sometimes not even that. She's not going to be back until the 16th or so of December. Which is fine by me.
At this point I could rant and rave about how awful she is, but you don't need to hear that. Instead I'll tell you about the removal I did last night where the nurse didn't want me to pick up the body. He told me that he'd do it, that he took care of her and he wanted to. It's good to see that some people are still kind. It's hard to watch the news or read it or anything without feeling like the whole world sucks. It doesn't.
I joined an organic living forum and I'm loving it. These are good people. I don't care if you think they're hippies or whatever, they're good people that want to take care of the world and themselves.
I ride a fine line sometimes. There's a part of me that is ready to just kiss of commercialism and just go back to the woods and all that. Then there is a part of me that just wants to make money and spend spend spend and be an american. Obviously I know the latter isn't good for much.
Come March, I'm leaving the funeral home. It's not important. What IS important is to focus on the goal that Ray and I've always had which is to have our own self-sustaining bed and breakfast. I want to take care of Lily. I love the daycare that she goes to but she's got bad habits from there and plus, I'm paying someone else to raise my child. Breaks my heart.
I promised my boss that I'd be with the f.h. until the other gal came in full time and that's what I'm going to do. It also gives me a chance to finish paying off the saturn and get some money banked. Security through the holidays and all.
My horoscope tells me to listen to my deepest instincts today. I think I am.
The gal I work with is...a nutbar. Actually, I can't stand her. She actually only comes up from her school in the chicago area every other weekend. And sometimes not even that. She's not going to be back until the 16th or so of December. Which is fine by me.
At this point I could rant and rave about how awful she is, but you don't need to hear that. Instead I'll tell you about the removal I did last night where the nurse didn't want me to pick up the body. He told me that he'd do it, that he took care of her and he wanted to. It's good to see that some people are still kind. It's hard to watch the news or read it or anything without feeling like the whole world sucks. It doesn't.
I joined an organic living forum and I'm loving it. These are good people. I don't care if you think they're hippies or whatever, they're good people that want to take care of the world and themselves.
I ride a fine line sometimes. There's a part of me that is ready to just kiss of commercialism and just go back to the woods and all that. Then there is a part of me that just wants to make money and spend spend spend and be an american. Obviously I know the latter isn't good for much.
Come March, I'm leaving the funeral home. It's not important. What IS important is to focus on the goal that Ray and I've always had which is to have our own self-sustaining bed and breakfast. I want to take care of Lily. I love the daycare that she goes to but she's got bad habits from there and plus, I'm paying someone else to raise my child. Breaks my heart.
I promised my boss that I'd be with the f.h. until the other gal came in full time and that's what I'm going to do. It also gives me a chance to finish paying off the saturn and get some money banked. Security through the holidays and all.
My horoscope tells me to listen to my deepest instincts today. I think I am.