Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2015-06-28 04:49:42 (UTC)

A Cannabis Kind of Night

What a long day... I was out of the house by 7am, because I had a meeting at work. Usually work meetings make me feel all fired up about what I do. Like I'm really following the right professional path, and I'm in the right place. I didn't feel any of that this morning, but it was still good. It wasn't a heavy, unpleasant meeting. Just not overly inspiring. Everyone ("everyone" being the sales leadership team) went out of their way to make me feel important and needed. I've made it perfectly clear that I haven't been feeling very warm and fuzzy about my job lately. It isn't that I need constant reinforcement or praise for what I do. I know I'm great at what I do... I want that damn money! It's the least I deserve after all the work I put in, and all of the bullshit I put up with.

I still haven't heard anything about that other position. No alternate interview time has been set up. The only mention of it was during the meeting today. Sara said something about the new management compliments weren't all figured out yet, then went into explaining the different types of associates and new titles they'll have. Currently, I'll be called Bra Fitting Specialist. Which isn't much different from my current title (Bra Specialist). I had an amazing day sales-wise, so I'm not hating life so much. Over $3,000, right around $430 per hour. I'll take it. Days like today make me not hate my job as much, because I know if I can keep it up I'll be paid well for it. It's just tough on the days when I work so hard and don't pull the numbers to support it.

My body is hurting so much right now. During the meeting I sat on the floor (bad idea). My back is very upset about that! Then, I wore new shoes during my shift. Flats, with zero arch support. I'm not sure how I'm going to fix this. I guess a good night's sleep will have to do. I work open to close tomorrow, so I need to find some relief. Heat doesn't help. I could try icing it again, but I'm leery, because last time I did, I swear it started hurting more. It's gonna be a cannabis kind of night for sure.

I wish I had a desire to talk about something other than work tonight, but I don't. 10 hours at work doesn't really leave much time for anything else. And I need to practice some self-care. Why can't I get myself to follow up with my doctor about these back issues? Ugh, I'm so hard-headed.




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