Interrupted
My Life Thus Far
I'm Keeping My Promise
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The all-important promise I made to myself. The one where
I vowed NEVER AGAIN to let my house get extraordinarily
dirty like I had been in the past. Each night I do a
little tidy-up and it's back to being perfect. I even did
dishes, which isn't my most favorite thing to do, but an
empty sink is far more nice to look at than one full of
dirty dishes. I've assigned Annie the task of putting them
away the next day. Everything except the knives. She likes
having a little responsibility (that she thinks is grown
up) and I don't have to put the clean stuff away. I just
throw the dirty in and turn the bad-boy on.
This morning I woke up at the god-awful hour of 4:30am. I
don't know why. Nothing is pressing on my mind. I just
woke up for no reason. I had some watermelon for breakfast
and fell back to sleep around 6am, thinking I'd wake up at
7:30am. Well, my alarm went off at 7:30am, but I didn't
wake up until after 9am. How did I not hear my alarm
blaring for over and hour and a half? I don't know, but I
was sleeping damn good. Kiki missed therapy, Annie was
over an hour late for school. I didn't have to be to work
until 12pm, so at least one of the Allen girls wasn't
running late.
Gen and I got to have our Starbucks time this morning. It
was cut a little short, but it was better than nothing.
That's one ritual I'm glad we got in the habit of doing.
It gives us time to talk about things we feel are
important; and a lot of stuff that just isn't, but we want
to talk about anyway. It's valuable girl time.
Work went by quickly. I'm loving these 4 hour shifts. I'd
forgotten how well work fit into my life when I was only
working 20 or so hours a week. I love my job, don't get me
wrong, but I like having time for other things, too. Like
Starbucks and my walks in the woods. I need "me" time. I
can thank the new computer program that's now in charge of
making the schedule. It's more equitable with the
available hours, instead of a manager playing favorites
and giving all the hours to the best workers and all the
other girls get one or two shifts a week. I don't mind
losing some hours, but a few of the other girls are a
little disgruntled by it. ACES (the name of the program)
isn't going anywhere, so they'd better get used to it. Or
find another job.
Even though I fell back to sleep, getting up so early in
the first place disrupted my sleep pattern, so I'm really
tired. I think I'll go to bed early tonight, since my
house is so spanking clean and I have nothing to do. I'll
relish in the wonderful feeling as I sink into my Egyptian
cotton sheets. Ciao.
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