Just another ditty that was in my head when I woke up, but somehow appropriate today.
It's been a busy week. Inventory is over, and I was expecting a slow day yesterday. Hubby mentioned that I might even get sent home, because the store was over hours on all the prep time. Instead, I was swamped all night.
I didn't look like anyone had been there all day - the place was trashed, and I had 2 carts full of returns, and another 2 of boxes of things to put away.
It took me all night, but the place looked fairly decent when I left.
(I was annoyed though. Is there really nothing else for kids to do in this town than vandalize the toys at Walmart?) Geeze people, check on them once in a while!
I went to bed hurting. I don't remember hurting this much last time around.
Makes it very hard to relax and sleep.
I should have gone to a funeral with hubby this morning. (My Brother in law's father.)
I even dreamed about it last night, (I worked until eleven,) but I couldn't face getting up that early after a late night, and having to go directly back to work afterward.
As I mentioned, the pain.
One thing remains constant though - even in my dreams, my daughter in law is a good mother. Always vigilant. She amazes me.
A friend introduced me to Pintrest a couple of weeks ago. (I've probably mentioned that.) Such a very bad thing for me.
I keep thinking it will get old soon, and I'll stop wanting to spend all my time there, but that hasn't happened yet.
It's interesting - I feel like I'm assembling a visual profile of my personality...
Meaning, I can look at my friend's boxes and get to know exactly who she is by seeing all the things she loves. (For instance - I had no idea she was a Trekkie!)
So, in that way, I guess it isn't a complete waste of time - it's part of my virtual history (along with this blog) that I will leave behind when I'm gone...
Look at me - I'm becoming a true Taylor! (They can justify anything! ha ha)
Speaking of work - it's time to start pulling myself together...
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