One Step at a Time.
Day off.
Winter is rolling in already. What a short summer. I'm back to sweatpants and a hoodie in the morning.
I think I will be making french toast this morning. I'm hungry. Andrew is home sick today. He'll be bedridden but I'm up for doing something with people at some point today.
My new job is an interesting place. It's busy like me. I'm already making dents in it. I cleared off the mountain of stuff from the desk that just needed to be marked down, reduce tagged or hazmatted. It was all clean. Apparently their night crew is beligerant as my old store's was, only more so. This can be dealt with but I might need a large rifle. *This could be fun!*
Zero 7 on the second. It's my dad's birthday that day. We'll do dinner later. ZERO 7! I'm so very excited and Andrew is an amazing person!
I'm learning. Slowly I'm learning.