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So, I worked this morning. It wasn’t that bad, actually. I enjoyed my day. It was slower, like normal, and we just chilled. I had one single solitary late tray and that’s because of the timing of it and break. The guy wasn’t bothered by it, since the other two trays he’d ordered had been so fast. 😀
Tomorrow, I’m going to be the same thing, pretty much, and I’m cool with that. Tuesday, I’m back on evenings, still working the floors, though. Wednesday, I go in as soon as Ethan is on the bus. I’m off Thursday (and Saturday), and then I work the line on Friday. Sunday (yes, Mother’s Day), I’m pulling a double, but I’m the first to be able to go, I was told.
Now I need to work on a new currently card for May. I’m not sure what I want to do with it 😀
loving that I am able to bring in some money for the family/household. 😀 I love (for the most part) the people that I work with. I feel accomplished when I come home, and I feel like I’m just more useful than I was before!
feeling Quite sore. Several busy days make me very sore. Worked a double yesterday (that’s from 645a until 8pm, with a break from 3-4, though I got off at 730p because we usually do)
trying to psych myself into being ready to wake up early in the morning. Not because I have to, but because I seem to have more energy when I do.
getting organized, or at least planning on it. Might be getting new dressers this week and damn it, I need to organize first 😉
buying dressers fingers crossed
working tomorrow and Wednesday but off Thursday and Friday. Considering offering hours to Anna since I don’t technically need them. Still unsure on that.
writing … nothing. I NEED to because I’m way behind on my monthly goal but I don’t have a comfortable space to just sit and zone!
looking for inspiration for my writing and desk ideas. I need something small that will fit between two dressers OR along the wall. :/
Seriously, nothing really happened. Like at all.
Kids had swim lessons.
It didn’t feel good at all