Ranting
I am sitting here at work, sick of doing the same thing day by day by day. It is sickening. I have not felt like coming in all week, but I must. It's not like it's the most horrible job in the world, but I guess I need a vacation. At least I am taking one day off in a couple of Mondays, but it's to go to a doctor's appt. down in Stockton. It's just not enough. I am trying to save up enough time to take maybe a Friday and a Monday off in a row because they took most of our holidays away from us here in order to give us a week at Christmas time off. That will be nice, but it isn't the same as being able to have the little one day off here and there that we would normally have.
I started talking to a friend again that I had met at my last apartment, and I am very glad that I have. I have missed her since I moved out of the apartment last October, and realized that I was being extremely stupid and petty for not talking to her. It's not as though either one of us did anything wrong to each other, but it's just one of those things that happens. I was just really stupid and petty and have learned from my mistake. I am so glad to have her back in my life again, and the security of having that kind of friend back. It's like we just picked up where we left off. She took care of me a lot when I first had my surgery last year and was off of work and broke all the time. We shared everything with each other, including coffee and food. It seems as though she fed me a lot while I was broke on disability. If it wasn't for her, I probably wouldn't have survived. I also helped her through a traumatic break-up, and we were close ever since. It's nice having that. You don't find that kind of friendship very often; at least I don't. I am one of those that have some friends that I am not too close to, and a select few that I couldn't live without. It's the ones that are there for you to talk to and hang out with on a nearly daily basis, the ones that keep up with you and your life and you theirs that mean the most, or have the most impact. At least that is the way it is for me. I have truly come to appreciate those people in my life that I am so close with like that.
Well, back to boring, old work. Not that I am exited, but somebody has to do it ;)
I started talking to a friend again that I had met at my last apartment, and I am very glad that I have. I have missed her since I moved out of the apartment last October, and realized that I was being extremely stupid and petty for not talking to her. It's not as though either one of us did anything wrong to each other, but it's just one of those things that happens. I was just really stupid and petty and have learned from my mistake. I am so glad to have her back in my life again, and the security of having that kind of friend back. It's like we just picked up where we left off. She took care of me a lot when I first had my surgery last year and was off of work and broke all the time. We shared everything with each other, including coffee and food. It seems as though she fed me a lot while I was broke on disability. If it wasn't for her, I probably wouldn't have survived. I also helped her through a traumatic break-up, and we were close ever since. It's nice having that. You don't find that kind of friendship very often; at least I don't. I am one of those that have some friends that I am not too close to, and a select few that I couldn't live without. It's the ones that are there for you to talk to and hang out with on a nearly daily basis, the ones that keep up with you and your life and you theirs that mean the most, or have the most impact. At least that is the way it is for me. I have truly come to appreciate those people in my life that I am so close with like that.
Well, back to boring, old work. Not that I am exited, but somebody has to do it ;)