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My Life Thus Far
2015-09-08 07:25:41 (UTC)

I Will Continue to Trudge Along

I've made it to my weekend, and not a minute too soon. I was quickly reaching burn out. Although, today was a much better day than yesterday. I didn't do a damn thing differently, but somehow pulled in double what I did yesterday, averaging almost $500/hr. I'll take it! I can end my work week on a high note, and then spend the next 3 days not thinking about VS, or bra numbers, or opening credit card accounts, none of it. I want to think about it less and less as the days go by, but I'm at a loss as to what I'd do instead. So, until I know that for sure, I will continue to trudge along in this "career".

I tried a new hairstyle today, and it was a resounding hit! I did a Gibson roll using an elastic headband. It was deceptively easy. I put the headband on like a crown, then tucked the back of my hair up and over the elastic on the back of the headband. My hair was slightly long for the style, but I managed to get everything tucked in without even using any bobby pins. Customers, coworkers, even Snookums commented on it. It's awesome having another style that isn't just my messy curls, or a sleek bun. Something a little more visually interesting. I want to find more interesting/fun headbands to mimic the style with. Maybe incorporate some braids, or something. I'm all about the boho, and vintage looks. Aside from being curvy and busty, I would have made a great flapper! Some of them had to have been curvy.

I wore the new wedges I got at the Macy's in Seattle last week. I finally built up the courage. I actually did pretty well in them (for not being accustomed to working in heels). I held up okay for the first few hours. No pain at all. Then around hour 4 a rough spot on the ankle strap started to rub my skin wrong. I tried to trim the Velcro back a bit, and that seemed to help some. But, by 6.5 hours into my shift, I was done. My feet hurt. Funny thing was, when I put my flat sandals on, my feet were even more angry! When I got home, I put the heels back on so Snookums and I could go out to dinner (just Taco Time, nothing fancy) and Central Market. I came home and went straight to the bath. Epsom salt and dragon's blood bath salts helped my aching feet calm down a bit, but nothing will help definitely like just being off of them will.

I'm disappointed in myself right now. Somehow I've fallen into a sex rut. The past couple encounters Snookums and I've had, I just haven't been into it. Last time, he just did his thing and I basically waited patiently until he was done. I didn't feel the least bit like participating. Tonight, I tried, but I just couldn't get into it. Then Snookums broke a blood vessel somewhere in my vagina (trying too hard is what it came down to). He didn't hurt me, but blood weirds him out. He was convinced I had to be in pain. I really wasn't, but it ruined the mood (or lack thereof on my part). I need to figure out how to get my mojo back, before Snookums starts to think it's him. Or something he did. I know it's me, but I have not idea what my stumbling block is.




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