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Wednesday, July 18th, 2007
02:58 pm : Woo.
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So yeah... not terribly much going on. Have moved out finally, since I sort of was already. Its kind of lonely not seeing my mother every evening, but I do see her almost every day, so I guess it isn't so bad. The house here is an absolute disaster area though, and I find after working 40 hours in three days time, I am so utterly exhausted to do anything about it.
Unfortunately, I have found that unless I start cleaning, the men don't clean up themselves.
*sigh*
So right now I have resigned to the fact that I am far too stressed out to deal with stuff right now and to just let things slide for a week or two, or at least until after this month is out. (Brother's wedding is starting to become a bit of a hair-pulling fiasco, but I have kept a sickeningly sweet smile plastered on the whole time, so none is the wiser except my mother and Matt.)
Relationship with mum is quite a bit better. I found that holding back from her was just making things worse, so now she knows the whole story of things and is on my side. It is awesome to have someone fighting in your corner.
I need a new job. I know my job in and out, I can take what it throws at me, but I am so drained from it that I am not as reliable as I used to be. I certainly don't think I am being a good manager right now. I probably just need a break, but I need the money more. I do have a nice, cushy 4 day weekend, but as I said, I at least have one day after that I just cant do ANYTHING. (That would be today.) Matt has a nine to five that he just got, sitting in a cushy chair and answering phones, and he is making 2 bucks more than me starting with benefits and raises on the way. I am working myself to the bone for 8.75 an hour with a pat on the back. No wonder I've been slacking off since we started summer hours.
Not to mention, I hate our customers. HATE them. The five or six good ones a day don't really make up for the onslaught of shitty parents and bratty kids coming in on free passes who expect us to lick their boots and kiss their asses.
I apologize, Kristin, since you just started working there and I am already ranting about it. XD
OH! Fun work story. Got to kick some punk bastard kids out last night for stealing. Almost got to call the cops. Little fuckers scratched up my car, so the next time I see them on property, they are going to spend the night in prison. That, my friends, will give me the biggest smile ever.
I shouldn't be complaining too much though, other than that, things are fine. I've just got stress, like every other human being. My world has gotten considerably smaller, not as many friends and not going out every day like I used to, but I have found that life has gotten much, MUCH less complicated since then. Over the past two months, I think I have been the happiest I've been since before high school, before all the shit started to snowball. I think I have finally found the place where I can be to start turning my life around and do something worthwhile.
I am still terrible with keeping in touch with people though. :( I apologize. In fact, I owe someone a month-overdue phone call. Later!
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Friday, July 13th, 2007
07:26 pm : MEH.
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Since I am playing for this, I will do my best to update it more often, and at least visit every day. Sorry for the awol status. <3
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Friday, March 9th, 2007
03:55 am : Not a real entry but...
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The new system Livejournal has installed for its C2 programming is borked. I created a style like I always have on any other site I have ever used... and it will not pop up in my options dropdown to switch to it.
I am highly aggitated, and I will now go to bed. A real update is to come.
EDIT: Again... the way they've switched things around to be more "user friendly" totally left me in the dust during the time I have been absent. Ahh well. I can start designing layouts again, wee. I've got this one working too.
More later.
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