So the last few days I have been quite zombie-a-fied.
Monday morning I come into about 50 Orders to be printed with 98% of them being hard copies. A hard copy is when a customer request that their document be printed instead of e-mailed or in the form of a CD. These documents can be anywhere from 100-800 pages. It takes approximately 1 hour to print 3 of these hard copies with more coming in by the hour. One of our management companies was extremely behind and decided to play Catch-up over the weekend. This meant I’d be skipping Lunch (which is okay, because its overtime….)
Tuesday, same thing. There were a lot of orders to be processed. Another lunch skipped. And I don’t even remember what happened on either of these days I just know that I worked, came home and was unable to actually full sleep.
Which brings me to my next topic. Sleep. I haven’t been getting any sleep. Well I’ve been getting 2-3 hours here and there, but mostly I wake up every morning extremely tired, probably more tired than the night before. And I cannot seem to wake myself before 8 AM, which is really not that good considering; I start work at 8:30. So I’ve been running 5 minutes late for the past week and a half.
I have so much to do and it seems like so little time. I put in my resignation at work, a month from today and I will be work free for the summer. Well, I guess I’ll still have work to do, I just wont be paid and there will be no taxes involved. So, there’s a pro and con for you.
Did I also mention that a week from yesterday I will be free from my federal and state grounding? Yes, I will be out of my Diversion program and considered a normal part of society instead of a criminal. If you don’t know what this is about, my apologies (search old blogs circa June 2007.)
I can’t remember if it was yesterday or Monday that my friend Kristin called me to tell me about her baby girl’s birthday party. For some reason I feel like it’s her 3rd birthday party and I keep thinking to myself, dear god, it’s been a while… but then I realize, no it’s only her second birthday party. Few people know, but I could have had a two year old. He/She would have been born the June after Kaylee was born (May 4, 2006.)
I remember how depressed I was when I found out I miscarried, but now that I look back, its probably one of the best things that could have happened to me. The only regret I have now is that my grandma will never get to meet any of my kids (if I even have any) and that makes me sad. I know that my nephews life was enriched because of the quality time he spent with my grandma and now I fear that my kids will never know what its like to have a grandmother from my side of the family. I can only rely on my family to step in and show them what its like to have family. But hell, we all know I’m never getting married and I’m never having kids…
Happy Birthday Grandma. I miss you.
1 comment:
If getting married and having kids is what you want... it's what will happen. If it's not, well, hell, you're not missing out on much then!
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