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My Life Thus Far
2015-08-01 08:20:47 (UTC)

There Will Be Bad Days

I remember how I used to feel like a caged animal in my old store. It was so small. Sometimes it was really hard to be confined to such a small space for so many hours out of the day. Especially if it was either end of the spectrum: super slow (nothing to do), or super busy (too many people crammed in a small space). Now that I've worked in the new store for two months, I'm noticing that my surroundings have almost gotten smaller. I spent the majority of my day back in the fitting rooms. I call it my cave, because it's cold, dark, and isolated from the rest of the store. And if it's busy, I only get to come out twice for breaks, and if I need to run and grab something for a customer. It's an interesting phenomenon, moving to a bigger store, but being even more isolated. I haven't gotten tired of it yet. There's enough slow moments when I can escape that it balances it all out. I think I'm fully adjusted to the new surroundings. Once in awhile I think about the old store, but the new one is home now.

It feels great to not be in a place where I want to quit my job (constantly). It's an awful feeling, really. I don't want to spend any more of my life feeling unappreciated, used, or misunderstood. I can't say for sure when the paradigm shifted, but it definitely has. I bet a lot of it has to do with my improved sales numbers (and I have no idea why that magically got better), and that I've accepted there will be bad days. I've done so much growth and self-improvement, that I think it's finally spilling over into my work life as well. Which is ideal, because I spend more time at work than anywhere else. I wish society would change that. Who's brilliant idea was it to make work days so damn long?

When I got home tonight, the kids had the house amazingly clean. Snookums left Annie a list of the things he wanted her to get done while we were at work, and she actually got them done and more so! She enlisted the help of Kiki and Keenan to do a lot of it. My mother-in-law is coming tomorrow to pick the kids up and take them back to Cheney with her. I know she doesn't expect perfection, but I have a hard time letting people into my space when it doesn't meet my standards. I wrote about this already. I'm feeling very proud of my kids right now for stepping up. Of course, now this means they can never pretend again that they don't know how to do something when it comes to housework. They know everything they need to know!

Definitely tired... The day has worn me down. I need to head off to bed now if I want to get some decent sleep. Closing then opening (clopening as we call it) blows.




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