Saturday, June 5, 2010
Wow, I can hardly believe it's been since November since I last updated this.
So much has gone on, I don't know where to start...
Aging can be fun but at times just sucks rocks.
Hormones are evil. Just when things are going really well, the hormones get all wacked out and make me in such a funk I have no motivation and just feel down and I am NOT a down person :(
At least realizing it's a hormone thing helps but it still bites.
Just a couple weeks ago they started re-doing our subdivision. This was taken by Shanna, as the guy was having way too much fun popping wheelies while working. They have one more layer to put on before it's all done, no idea when that will be.
Work is going ok. Mostly good but Wednesday was a rotten, awful, terrible, very bad day.
I started it out by opening, which is fine but when we opened at 5,within 5 minutes I became COVERED in milk/shake mix from neck to toes... yes and with an audience... I was sticky, wet, gross and limited... it took forever to get that mess AND me cleaned up, we were kinda busy to boot...I had to call and wake up Shanna to come bring me a new set of clothes. I felt like I was walking in paste...
then the phone rings and it's a guy complaining and talking down to me like I'm an idiot.
All this over a single piece of cheese. A single piece of cheese set this guy off and ruined his day?
Really??? a piece of cheese?? I'm COVERED in shake mix and a piece of cheese turns this guy nuts. WOW... at 1st I felt completely beat on and defeated, then it was pretty funny. I stood there all wet, sticky and gross and I'm hearing an end-of-the-world recount over how a piece of cheese made this guy so angry... sad, yet funny. I've never been so happy to have a 3 day weekend. Yesterday I took it insanely easy. I did wash all our bedding/blankets/etc and cleaned our room. I read a bit and watched a couple movies with Rob. A very nice, relaxing day.
Today I got up kinda early, for a day off, started out VERY Slowly. washed by hair by 11am... played on the computer a while, then started getting slightly productive. I guess it's time to get back to that before the urge subsides and I veg instead.
Oh diary, forgive me for all my neglect, I will try to come back more often, if the hormones don't invade again and get me back in a funk....