At least I remember to make it up when I screw up.
I started work really early today. I had to be at my retail job at noon so it was essential that I accomplished as much as I could before going in. Once that sun goes down, sometimes I have a hard time keeping my eyes open and real work eludes me in favour of sleep.
I received a very welcome phone call at around 10. My work asked me if I would like to come in much later with the intention of closing instead of a mid-shift that takes up my entire fucking day. Um….YES!
So I accomplished much in this time. I felt a lot of pressure off of my shoulders. Things are looking up! Maybe I’ll get a dinner date at the end of the week after all!
For dinner I had a cup of black bean soup from the cafe. I was working so hard all day that I really just…didn’t care about food. YOU KNOW my day is stressful when I stop caring about food!
Heaven help us all.
I ended up walking home tonight as no one offered me a ride. G was very disappointed in our other employees for their apparent lack of concern for my safety. I told him they were probably just tired and wanted to go home, so it didn’t cross their minds. They’re not TRYING to be dicks. I did get an awfully splendid, starry night walking experience. Which always makes me overly happy. I love night walking.
Exercise: 4 mile walk.