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Sunday Confessions October 30, 2016





I confess: We were in the store, and I saw Christmas stuff and as much I love-love-love Halloween and Autumn is the best season, there is something about Christmas. So we're making our way to the automotive department and I see Christmas wreaths and lights and such Shawn had to (literally) grab my sleeve and pull me back. It was like:



I confess: I'm posting this tonight but I'm going to wait another day or so to get caught up on my reading & commenting because I just dozed off for a couple minutes.

I confess: It amuses me that people are all "I can't wait until the election is over." As if things ever actually calm down when the election is over. I mean, maybe they settle down a little....but if the past several elections have taught us anything, it's that no matter what the outcome, we can expect 2 months of recounts and bickering and accusations and more mudslinging and more scandal and blah blah blah blah blah. And let's be honest: this one will likely be worse. Anyway, it just amuses me, as if November 9 will hit and suddenly fairly dust will be spread everywhere and suddenly no one will be talking about it anymore. Really? Yeah. That'll happen. 





Why the Hiatus

Why the Hiatus


I guess the biggest/most pertinent update is my return to work.
For those who don't know, I got a job as a prep cook at a restaurant we'll call FrumbleBinds. I love working at FrumbleBinds. Best parts about the job:
A.) Not working with the public
B.) The people I work with are fucking awesome!!!

It feels great to be back at work.
Also, exhausting.
I don't know how other restaurants work. But at FrumbleBinds, there is only one prep cook shift. You come in at 8 or 9 AM (almost always 8) and you stay....until the work is done. You have a list of everything and you go home when it's done. There's no...second shift to come in and take over, there's no evening prep to pick up slack and make sure stuff is ready for AM.

Some days, you make two trays of green beans in the morning and at 7:30 PM when you were trying to go home, you hear that all the green beans are gone and you need to make two more trays, because people ate them all.
Or you work twelve hours on Saturday and come in Sunday morning and find out customers ate everything you made the day before. They're like:


For some reason, though our city is fairly small, our particular FrumbleBinds location happens to be like, the 2nd busiest in the state.... because.....um....I honestly don't freaking know. I mean, we do a good job, don't get me wrong. But like, pizza, okay? Go support a local burger joint, go to that new Thai place and pretend it's actually Thai and not just Americanized Chinese food.

Honestly, I am not complaining. I do love my job, and job security is great. But we don't get lunches, and breaks are like...hey, I'm going to hide in the bathroom for a few minutes. Or, hey, I'm going to step outside and count to 100. We don't actually have a place for sitting or taking breaks or anything. The last two shifts I've worked have been about 8 hours. Prior to that, they've been rounding out between 10 and 13.

I'm working on balance and taking care of myself.
We do get to drink all the water we want. (And we can have soda, but I try to keep my soda intake down.) And I bring a couple protein bars to snack on throughout the day. And if things aren't too hoppin', sometimes one of the line cooks can make you a little snack. But still, you're not sitting down to eat, you're kind of inhaling it on the fly.
So even though I drink a whole bunch of water and eat my protein bars, the fact remains that I'm out of shape, and when I get home, it's this:

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I come home happy, in a good mood, but exhausted. My brain says: computer, read, write, movies, blog....and my body turns into a space station in a sci fi movie and is like "nope. Redirect all energy to life support systems only."  And next thing you know, I'm literally dropping my phone because I can't keep my eyes open because my body needs to recharge. Like when your phone stops responding to certain functions because the battery has gotten so low.

So it's a good job. I really do enjoy it. I love the people I work with - they are AWESOME!!! 
Some of it is finding balance, some of it is my newness and that as I learn and gain experience, I will get my groove - like everything when it is new. So I just keep plugging away, and I am going to work on getting blog posts done and scheduled on my days off. 

Sunday Confessions: October 2, 2016



So I officially give up on trying to use the button function anymore - at least right now. No matter what I do right now I can't get it to work right. So I surrender to copy & paste land. :)


I confess: Fuck yeah October!

I confess: I am going to add some books to my goodreads page. I read them before I had a goodreads account. Somehow this feels like cheating.

I confess: Overwhelming urges to watch Practical Magic & Hocus Pocus already.

I confess: I know this is very un-American and horrible and letting the terrorists wins and I'm probably pro-torture and famine and I should be punished by letting spiders eat my skin but....guys...seriously.....I am considering not voting and letting the chips fall.
I KNOW, I KNOW.
And a lot of liberal voters are all "that's what the Trump supporters want!" and I know a lot of conservatives are all "good...don't vote so Trump gets elected." (My dad & stepmom are hardcore Trump supporters. They have signs in their yard, yo.)
And I'm not saying FOR SURE I am not going to vote. I'm just saying it has crossed my mind.



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