Up again at three-thirty, not the time I had hoped for the beginning of my day...but recently, it's the best I can do.
The weekend was good. Mark and I had a good day yesterday, doing literally nothing, other than making a trip to the grocery store, (for just a few things...175 dollars later, we carried it all in). That dollar amount in groceries will not even fit in this apartment, but I must tell you, it's all in and I can't see any of it, so I must have found a place for it all. Although, alot of that money went to things like kitty litter, shampoo, soaps of various types, mosquito repellent, a t-shirt for me, stock-up amounts of paper products...you name it, we bought it, and I must say, I still hate to shop. Later in the day, Janelle came over for home made nachos and a little NASCAR action, then our friend and previous finance manager at the dealership came over in the evening. It was a nice time, and it was great to see her again. I have missed her very much, but the job situation seemed to be getting in the way, as she took over my old job there, and is now working for mr asshat. She is handling it well, both him and the job, but then I knew she would-if for no other reason-than she was trained by me...LOL. Seriously, way back, a gazillion years ago, I knew she was special and had alot on the ball, so I hired her, and she was just a baby then...and now, when I see all that she has accomplished, it's almost like she's one of my kids...I get the same proud feeling. So, it was a good day. I worry that she will get caught up in what I know will eventually be crossfire on the job, but she tells me she watches out for herself, and I hope that is true. It's amazing to me how many people that I genuinely love came out of that place, and Misty has to be at the top of my list.
On Saturday, Mark headed off the the old house to work, and he was gracious enough to act like it didn't bother him that I stayed behind to work on the books for the ICS. I had THE most awesome day that day, here all by myself, just able to do what I wanted, on my own schedule. I never did touch one thing that had to do with the store, but I worked all day long. All by myself. I cleaned, did laundry...puttered and putzed. And I listened to each and every one of George Strait's 50 greatest hits. Loud. And no one complained, no one cared, and it felt absolutely awesome. Then, I took a short nap. I was in heaven. In the evening, Mark and I walked down to the chinese place and ate dinner, it was just a wonderful day. And I was grateful to have it. I cannot remember the last time I was able to do what I wanted, verses what HAD to be done. The work for the ICS does have to be done however, and tomorrow will have to be the day. I am getting down to zero time before I begin my new job, training begins a week from today, and my study book for the state Life and Health Insurance License should arrive on Wednesday, so once that is here, you all know what I will be doing. Also, I am scheduled for two full days at the ICS, and the first one is today, so I have that thrown into the mix, as well. I don't mind working at the store, but it certainly does aggravate my pain, and I am beginning to understand how much the cymbalta that I so desperately wanted to be free of, worked for neuropathy pain. I feel no ill effect due to the depression that had set in back a year or more ago when I began taking it, so being off of it in that respect is fine, but man-oh-man, the pain and burning feelings in my feet and legs is back with a vengeance and not going anywhere any time soon. I certainly hope that the major medical insurance I will be selling is decent, as I will be my first customer. And the coverage can come none too soon, although I am sure there will be a period of "pre-existing conditions" and that part will not be too handy...
Here are a couple of pics from yesterday----
I liked the look of us twelve years ago, way better. teehee
Have a wonderful Monday, friends. :)