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My Life Thus Far
2015-08-22 09:09:22 (UTC)

So Tired From Life

I'm certainly testing the boundaries of how late I can write while still forming coherent sentences! It's after 2am, and I'm just now getting to writing, but it was for a good cause: Snookums and I finally had some alone time that didn't just involve sleeping next to one another in the same bed.

I woke up this morning positively dreading going into work today. I procrastinated and made my self a few minutes late. Which meant I spent the entire drive counting the minutes, trying to calculate whether or not I could make it in time. I hate it when I do that to myself, and yet I do it more often than not. Work is never as bad as I make it out to be, and yet I can't seem to get myself up and out the door in a timely fashion. This needs work. I've got to get myself back on track. I don't want to hear about it from Sara (or one of the other managers), so if I don't want them to bring it up, I need to fix the issue myself. 3 or 4 minutes late here and there doesn't seem like a big deal, but it's also avoidable. I have no good reason for it.

Laura and Sara had gone to lunch before I got there, so neither of them knew I was 3 minutes late. I said hello to Laura in passing. She's a hugger, so we did our customary greeting hug, exchanged pleasantries, and that was all I saw of her. She left soon after. We didn't pass merch flow certification (the reason she was here), but it was a bunch of fixable infractions. I'm sure we'll do fine next time.

I came home from work and took a lovely bad with Epsom salt and rose essence in it, and afterwards Snookums and I had sex for what felt like the first time in almost a month. At least 3 weeks. We're slacking. I don't know why, either. Whenever we do it, we always say we're going to make an effort to have more encounters, but we never do. Maybe someday when we aren't already so tired from life.




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