*Cheers* To The New Job

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*Cheers* To the new Job, and all the stress it brings. It’s only my first day at this new job and its already fucking with my bubble. I hate shit that fucks with my bubble. The job itself isn’t bad at all. Not compared to Winegard at least. That place was hell. This is easy going and the staff is super sweet. I’m just stressing about my schedule and never getting to see Knight who has become my beckon of light in the darkness. When all seems lost I know he always manages to put a smile on my face with little effort. If only I could do the same for him. So basically at Hyvee I’m making salads and fruit platters. Nothing strenuous or hard. My only complaints are they need shock absorbers on the concrete, the room is FREEZING, especially once you get covered in fruit juice and water (Basically working in a cooler), and the fact that Jane, my super cool co-worker is unwilling to be flexible with the schedule, which is daunting and saddening. I’m begging the universe “Don’t let this be the reason I lose Knight.”

I saw Micheal Mitchell while I was working and as I was walking home he saw me and picked me up. I was hot and had stripped down to my wife beater so I must have seemed like I needed the break. He offered to take me to dinner and we went and ate at Applebee’s. I thought I’d only nibble but I ate an ENTIRE plate. I feel like a bottomless pit, but I later found out I started my monthly, so I was probably craving Iron because I ate my steak in two seconds flat almost. He also let me use one of his Black jackets for work because they can only be certain colors. I went home and napped then we went later to Kelly O Shea’s for karaoke with Rena. Had a couple bloody beers and a couple celebratory shots for my new job. I finally loosened up because I was super tired and uptight all day. When I returned home, I told Joe (new brother in law) my plight and he was kind enough to offer to take me to Davenport on Sundays for Gas money. I felt the world had lifted from my shoulders and things seems possible again. As though I had been baptized and saved again. Very relieved is the feeling. I can’t wait to hold Knight in my arms again. What I wouldn’t do to hear his voice tell me he misses me again.

I’m a working girl now

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I’ll admit, six am is a little rough, and I’m not sure how long i’ll manage to keep my eyes open, but otherwise, my first day at HyVee wasn’t too bad. It was easily tolerable compared to Winegard. I would even go as far as to say I enjoyed it. The only down fall of the position was the cold room we had to work in and the gloves were much to large for my tiny hands, but they are putting in an order for me soon. My coworker Jane was a blast to work with and she was very funny and full of laughter. I enjoyed her, except she’s not willing to switch any days what so ever so I can make it up to Davenport to see Knight… Ever. So, I’m not sure how that’s gonna work out. Knight and I are finally at the point where I want to take this serious and for that to happen is a complete let down. I’m devastated. As much as I didn’t want to rush moving in with him, I almost wonder if It won’t be necessary, just so I can at least see him.