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One month at work.
My job is going phenominally. All the girls that I work with are ridiculously fun and diverse. It's not boring at all; in fact it's very interesting, even though I'm doing the same thing all day every day. And when I say all day, every day, it's no joke. When I was hired on, they were having a MAC event, so it was crazy. Then it was Half Yearly sale for Nordstroms, then it was "Summer Spa Day", where we did consultations with, like, half the population of Tacoma. Now, it's Anniversary sale, which is the hugest of them all. Next week is a new launch, so we're having yet another MAC event. Super crazy!! I've been working, like, eighty-someodd hours for two weeks, and now it's been bumped up to ninety-something.
I'm really proud of myself, because in the short time that I've been working there, I've gotten a lot of return customers, as well as amazing praise from the managers. They all think I'm doing really well, and there's talk of hiring me on to full-time, which sounds kind of dumb, but is actually a very huge deal. The way that the managers are acting towards me, I definitely feel like I'm going somewhere with this job.
One month and some change living in my new place.
Well, it's not just "my place"; I reside with two males. And I hear the groans, but I actually like living with boys. They're less high maintenance. And as much as I miss female companionship (actually, any companionship--due to the fact that I work too much and have no social life yet, I really don't have any friends down here and the friends that I had up in Bellingham have seemed to move on pretty quickly, save a couple) I get enough of that at work and am glad to live with two incredibly nice boys who let me be as girly or as boyish as I'd like.
The Ms. Bev is coming down tomorrow, which I am super, super, super excited about and can't wait. I don't have to work on Sunday, but I don't have any money (negative money to be exact until my next paycheck) or we'd go do something super fun. So I'm not sure what we're going to do but to have that comfort of having a good friend down here is going to be very therapeutic.
Eight months and counting in my relationship.
Things have been going better and better and are really great. That's all I have to say about that.
One month until my birthday.
I'm not going to be doing anything, unfortunately, since the day beforehand everyone needs to be scheduled for the dreaded inventory, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to be scheduled on my birthday and the day afterwards as well. It's ohkay, since I don't think there's anything that I'm going to want to do (see: working too much; no social life; no friends). I might drive up to Bellingham, pretty much because if I don't my parents would kill me, but the time frame depends on whether or not I'll have time off. I want a very low key something. Very, very low key. Like staying at home and eating pie while watching a cheezy girly movie (something I very rarely get to do).
One other obscure thing that has no time frame to define it:
Robert and I drove up to Bellingham Wednesday night, got into town around one in the morning, and I spent Thursday in Anacortes getting my haircut (very cute, kind of Audrey Hepburn-esque with bangs included) and going out for beers with my mom and Heather. Very fun.
Anyways, I've really missed human contact, though I'm beyond content with how things have been going down here. I'm finally starting to somewhat feel like an adult (not independant, just an adult). I'm exhausted, and have no money, and a lot of needs and wants, but I still feel a lot better than I did in Bellingham.
To sum it all up: I feel like a better person down here, even though my life is way less exciting and I don't have very many friends down here (with the exception of Robert and Ari, and work friend people).
As much as I seem like I'm alienating people, I just really can't help it at all. I just haven't had a real day off since I moved down here, and I don't really hear from people much anymore, so I'm not sure if they really want to hear from me, not to sound like a pity party or anything. :( I know it's hard to keep in touch, especially since I don't really check the internet all that often. I'm sure if you called, I would be more than happy to talk once I got some time (I get an hour lunch and usually get off before eleven). I hope all is going well in the world outside my own. Let me know what it's like. ;)
My job is going phenominally. All the girls that I work with are ridiculously fun and diverse. It's not boring at all; in fact it's very interesting, even though I'm doing the same thing all day every day. And when I say all day, every day, it's no joke. When I was hired on, they were having a MAC event, so it was crazy. Then it was Half Yearly sale for Nordstroms, then it was "Summer Spa Day", where we did consultations with, like, half the population of Tacoma. Now, it's Anniversary sale, which is the hugest of them all. Next week is a new launch, so we're having yet another MAC event. Super crazy!! I've been working, like, eighty-someodd hours for two weeks, and now it's been bumped up to ninety-something.
I'm really proud of myself, because in the short time that I've been working there, I've gotten a lot of return customers, as well as amazing praise from the managers. They all think I'm doing really well, and there's talk of hiring me on to full-time, which sounds kind of dumb, but is actually a very huge deal. The way that the managers are acting towards me, I definitely feel like I'm going somewhere with this job.
One month and some change living in my new place.
Well, it's not just "my place"; I reside with two males. And I hear the groans, but I actually like living with boys. They're less high maintenance. And as much as I miss female companionship (actually, any companionship--due to the fact that I work too much and have no social life yet, I really don't have any friends down here and the friends that I had up in Bellingham have seemed to move on pretty quickly, save a couple) I get enough of that at work and am glad to live with two incredibly nice boys who let me be as girly or as boyish as I'd like.
The Ms. Bev is coming down tomorrow, which I am super, super, super excited about and can't wait. I don't have to work on Sunday, but I don't have any money (negative money to be exact until my next paycheck) or we'd go do something super fun. So I'm not sure what we're going to do but to have that comfort of having a good friend down here is going to be very therapeutic.
Eight months and counting in my relationship.
Things have been going better and better and are really great. That's all I have to say about that.
One month until my birthday.
I'm not going to be doing anything, unfortunately, since the day beforehand everyone needs to be scheduled for the dreaded inventory, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to be scheduled on my birthday and the day afterwards as well. It's ohkay, since I don't think there's anything that I'm going to want to do (see: working too much; no social life; no friends). I might drive up to Bellingham, pretty much because if I don't my parents would kill me, but the time frame depends on whether or not I'll have time off. I want a very low key something. Very, very low key. Like staying at home and eating pie while watching a cheezy girly movie (something I very rarely get to do).
One other obscure thing that has no time frame to define it:
Robert and I drove up to Bellingham Wednesday night, got into town around one in the morning, and I spent Thursday in Anacortes getting my haircut (very cute, kind of Audrey Hepburn-esque with bangs included) and going out for beers with my mom and Heather. Very fun.
Anyways, I've really missed human contact, though I'm beyond content with how things have been going down here. I'm finally starting to somewhat feel like an adult (not independant, just an adult). I'm exhausted, and have no money, and a lot of needs and wants, but I still feel a lot better than I did in Bellingham.
To sum it all up: I feel like a better person down here, even though my life is way less exciting and I don't have very many friends down here (with the exception of Robert and Ari, and work friend people).
As much as I seem like I'm alienating people, I just really can't help it at all. I just haven't had a real day off since I moved down here, and I don't really hear from people much anymore, so I'm not sure if they really want to hear from me, not to sound like a pity party or anything. :( I know it's hard to keep in touch, especially since I don't really check the internet all that often. I'm sure if you called, I would be more than happy to talk once I got some time (I get an hour lunch and usually get off before eleven). I hope all is going well in the world outside my own. Let me know what it's like. ;)