Window Into My Reality

I hate feeling poorly on the weekends.  I mean, finally! It's a day I don't have to be up before the sun, I can snuggle in bed with my honey, putter around the house at my own speed and do whatever I want!  And all I want to do is lounge in bed, because I feel blah. I was reading about the payroll taxes going up 2% earlier today and I realized that if we get a 2% cost of living raise in June like we did last year...I'll only go back to bringing home what I was last year.  Unless the company is doing well and we get a 3% raise like the year before.  But since we barely hit 33 hours this past week (8 of which were holiday pay) it's not looking good.  Maybe it'll turn around though, it has before. At least with 33 hours next paycheck will be better than this last one.  Because bad weather made travel difficult...and my ride chickened out, and my backup plan failed, I missed one day Christmas week that resulted in me losing 3 days pay.  I lost holiday ...

I hate when something that should only take a short time, suddenly blossoms into an all day affair. Ok, it was only 4 hours, but still it should have been shorter. Ah well, I guess that's the price we pay for friendship sometimes. I shouldn't complain I guess...I did get taken to the places I needed and was treated to lunch, but it wasn't the plans that I had for the day. Which mainly involved staying home, playing on the computer and hanging with my man. Yes, this friend is a great help to me...going above and beyond really. But at the same time, she asks for help she doesn't really need. She wanted me to stay and help her put some weather stripping around her door. All I did was cut one piece and throw the trash away. She did 99.9% on her own. Idk sometimes. She asked for my help again tomorrow, taking an air conditioner out. Which I'm more than willing to do...I just wish it could have all been done today. Sometimes I just want to stay home. It...

Well, it is almost my birthday. 35 years on Sunday. Not sure how I feel about this. I know that it's just a number, but it's higher than it used to be! lol! Life has been eventful over the past two months. Justin's grandma decided that she had enough of fighting cancer and decided she wanted to come home to die. So that's what happened. She was home for a little over a week, we nursed her and made her as comfy as possible...and then she died. :( I know that she is with Jesus, but I miss her. My natural grandmothers died when I was young, I only have vague memories of my dad's mother...so Grandma Judi really was like a grammy to me. I'm glad that the animosity that was present when Justin and I first got together has disappeared, because I'd never have been able to get to know her at all otherwise. With Justin not having a job, and his unemployment being patchy at first, we fell way behind in rent and they wanted to evict us. Justin's parents ...

I had a Pampered Chef Party at my home Sunday. Only ten of the thirty some people I invited showed up. Not that any of them even bothered to RSVP. I wonder how many letters a month Dear Abby gets on that subject. Regardless of whether you're coming or not you should call the host and them her know your answer! Anyway. I did pretty well though. Got enough orders that I was able to get $90 worth of free products! Yay! I also got to order 2 items at half price. And got just enough orders to get a free apron as well! Very cool. The entire reason to do Party is the free stuff and the fun time. And good food. The funniest part was the party was crashed by the census taker...but that was ok because she ended up given me an order! I wish I could find a new job. I am getting so tired of the crap here. If it was just me and my perception, that would be on thing. But it's everybody. We all think the same thing about the same boss. But the higher ups won't even listen ...

First and foremost...Yes, I am still alive. I'm waiting for the spaghetti to get done so that I can go to bed. I have to be back into work at 9...even though I worked until 10p tonight. It's not "life or death" work accorcding to the one supervisor...but the other one seems to disagree. The job must get done...even if I keel over in the process apparently. They just send me one job after the other and expect it all to get done and have a cow if it's not. If I weren't going back to nights, I do think I'd walk away. We started going from Computer To Plate recently, so it ought to be easier to get crap done. And I also get to go back to nights...eventually. 'Some time' after Thanksgiving is what I've been told. Christmas might come sooner. It'll be nice to be on a closer schedule with Justin. Sometimes I feel like all we get to do is say "Hi" and "Bye" to each other. That's middle of the week, but time on the...