My husband woke up with my cup of coffee this morning and said to it was 4:30 already. I was like, “What”! Because I like to be up at 4 am so I have plenty of time to get my blogging in. It was really 3:30 am. So I went back to sleep until the alarm went off 30 minutes later. So here I am. Sitting on my bed just writing and he’s snoozing next to me. He tries so hard to keep up with me but he sometimes just can’t hang. Plus he doesn’t go to bed as early as I do. Last night I was actually awake when he came to bed. Which really was surprising because I don’t do that. Not when I have to be up at 4 am the next morning. I did it though and I actually woke up with no problems. It’s already 5:32 am and I have to at work at 6 am. Time goes by so freaking fast in the mornings for me because I enjoy this blogging stuff. Like I said before I have always wanted to do it. Now that I finally am I just can’t get enough.
I hope all goes as smooth today as it did yesterday. (OMG! He’s really snoring his ass off lying next to me). We shouldn’t be shorthanded today though. I work with woman I have trouble with today. Not every time I work with her though do I have problems with her. She gets on my nerves though. I’m the easiest person in the world to get along with for real. It’s just that she never wants to do shit for herself. Such as walk to the end of the sandwich line to put her own bread through the toaster. She’ll just yell out what she needs expecting someone to do it for her, while she stands there wiping down the table top. She’ll literally have 1 order and still ask for someone else to do it. UGH! When I work on line by myself I put my own bread in, as well as my own hamburger meat if need it. Only when mt screen is full will I ask for someone to do it. I don’t even like doing it then even though I really need the help because she does it so much. For real she has wore asking for things out. You guys just say a silent little prayer that things run smoothly today.
I know I mentioned that I told my son I was going to cut the cord to his X-box if he didn’t start showing his face and interacting with his family that he lives with here. Naturally he debated me. But I told you that too. My daughter came home after babysitting for one of her friends last night. I got up to use the bathroom and I heard my husband in there talking to her. I made her tell me good night and give me a hug. She was low key upset missing her ex-boyfriend. This one is her 2nd rue love. The first boy she was “WITH”,was her first everything.This boy though seems to be the one she just can’t get outta her head. She thinks about him non-stop. She started crying when I asked her to come to my bedroom and give me a hug good night. Now I know why she didn’t want to come to me when I asked her to give me a hug before I went to bed. Because when she gets around mama she can’t hide her true emotions, they just come out. Without her control. What can I say? I bring it out of her when she least expects it. I had to go out for a smoke earlier to prepare myself for the day. Usually on Sunday’s we are pretty busy throughout the morning because of the “Church Rush” we get that comes through before the morning service starts at local churches.
I‘m now on my 30 minute break but I plan on making it a 45 minute break. I haven’t had a moments rest in 5 straight days except when I’m in bed asleep. I’m always on the move and rushing for shit and I can’t stand it. I feel like I don’t not only have enough time for my family, but I feel like some of my friends (the couple I deem to be anyways) are thinking I’m neglecting them also. Between getting up at 4 am every morning and coming here until 2 pm, then going home only to try and not fall asleep while it’s still early afternoon, and blogging (which I’d do regardless of how tired I was, even just to tell you guys I’m tired), I just feel dead to the world. For real though. At least today working with the chick it took me a while to break down to getting to like me, is going good today. She’s been in a good mood since she got here and is working well with everybody. Well that comment I was going to write next just went right out the window. The manager running shift just came out here asking me how much longer I had left on break because “that chick” keeps running her mouth being smart and she’s threatening to walk out. The manager not the chick.
FUCK!! BE BACK LATER ON
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