Window Into My Reality

Well, I was laid off for what...two weeks? Give or take. I was called back to work yesterday afternoon. The only thing is...it's going to be dayshift because Monika is going to take the layoff instead. I'd rather work nightshift in the mailroom than dayshift in the plateroom...just because I like nightshift better. It has nothing to do with the people, it's that the work is different and to be honest....I'm a night person! I don't like getting up early. Oh well. Maybe they'll let me switch back before too long. I mean we are going to be changing things in the plateroom which means that they won't be needing quite the same coverage. Part of the reason I was laid off to start with...only part of. In other exciting news...Justin and I should be moving into our own trailer sometime this weekend, or early next week. Yay! It's going to suck with us working different shifts, but we'll figure it out. I've been working on fowarding myself pic

I feel crowded. And bored. Four people in a three bedroom trailor is too much. Not going to write much, as I'm going to bed shortly. I'll only be there for about an hour and then Justin will have to get up and go to work...he's been on dayshift all this week and hasn't that been interesting. I can't wait until we're almost on the same sleeping schedule again. So I'm going to go try to sneak in and not wake him.

Never a dull moment I said, right? Sigh. I was laid off from my job last night. I'd been there about 45 minutes when Jerry came to get me. I knew that we were probably going to lose a person in the plateroom because we're going from computer to plate later this summer and I just didn't think it would be me because between me and Monika I'm the more computer savvy. It didn't help that she's been there 30 years and I've only been there 3. What also bites bigtime, is that she's the one looking for another job!!! WTF?!?!!!!!! Brian and Jerry did say that when there's an opening available that I can come back. I don't think it would be to the same position as they're bringing Tina back from days as she's the only other one who knows everything I do. But then again, who knows? I'm the person with the least amount of complaints when it came to crooked plates. If we still have to punch the plates, I'm still better at that than e

At least there hasn't been in the past couple of weeks, though my boyfriend probably wouldn't agree. I went away for Easter to my aunts, and I left my vehicle at home and drove mom's since I was technically taking her up there. On Sunday, I was at my aunt's alone because Mom wanted somene to stay with the 2 dogs so they didn't go all seperation anxiety on us. I texted my boyfriend, not thinking that he was even up yet. He called me shortly after that, telling me how he was borrowing the truck and how my brother had freaked out because he thought someone was stealing the truck. I have no problem with Justin borrowing the truck, although I would like him to get his license taken care of - but that's another story. I come home Monday, Justin picks me up - telling Mom and me how he's probably going to be in big trouble with his parents because he didn't go home at all Monday morning after work [we're both nightshifters]. We figure he's right, a