If we were having coffee, I would tell you . . . In about two days, I will be fired. It is going to be the most glorious thing that has happened in the last year. No regrets. Not one. While switching to days was a good thing, I also received a new supervisor whoContinue reading “Weekend Coffee Share: I Can’t Even . . .”
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Weekend Coffee Share: This is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things Edition
I This is Why We Can’t Have nice things It’s been so long since I’ve done a coffee share post. I don’t even know where to start. We have a cat. She’s a bad kitty but we love her anyway. The amount of potted plants in our house has decreased. See above statement. Also, IContinue reading “Weekend Coffee Share: This is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things Edition”
From Under the Halogen Headlights
It’s been a month since I started my job. Most days, I have no idea of what I’m doing. Most nights, someone reminds me that I’m clueless and in the same breath offers to help. It can be confusing to love and hate your co-workers. Yet, I keep going in every night. Sometimes, itContinue reading “From Under the Halogen Headlights”
#WeekendCoffeeShare: Rum & French Toast
If we were having coffee, I would tell you . . . – It’s the 7th anniversary with the boyfriend. He bought me some rum. I bought him bacon. It’s probably why we have made it this long. -The pipes froze. Again. This is what it looked like at sunrise today. – I’m still workingContinue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare: Rum & French Toast”
More Anxious than . . .
I was anxious yesterday. Honestly, I may be anxious every day but I was especially anxious yesterday. It was a stressful work day. I was waiting anxiously for everyone to yell at me for anything and everything. Someone noticed the anxiousness oozing out of my body. It was probably sweat but it looked like anxiety.Continue reading “More Anxious than . . .”
Working: Daily Post
My job as nurse aide is a mixed bag of stuff. It can be emotionally and physically demanding. My pain level is at a 15 on most days. Today was my fourth day in a row. If I had a nice quiet desk job, I would not complain about the fourth day in a row.Continue reading “Working: Daily Post”
