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My Life Thus Far
I'm Already Screwed
I never made it to Snap. I have no idea why, but I didn't fall asleep until after 3am. I was a little pissed off at myself about it. I should have gone to bed at decent hour, and gotten up to go to the gym. It just wasn't a priority today. I need to get back into the groove of working and going to the gym. If I could do it working 50 hours a week, I can do it now.
I'm already screwed for tomorrow. I have to be to work at 9am. Not a second after. Our district manager will be there. Not only do I have to be there first thing in the morning, but I have to be in full hair and makeup, cocktail attire. All because of the stupid fashion show. Whatever. I just have to get through tomorrow, and then I'll have two blissful days off. Work hasn't been that bad, I'm just tired and need some time away from the constant rat race of making sales.
For the cocktail attire I need to wear tomorrow, I lucked out and found a really cute dress at Ross. It's a sheath dress with an attached sequin trimmed asymmetrical poncho. Snookums likes it, too. That's a huge deal, since I wasn't really trying to be sexy or anything (he prefers dresses that show some skin). I just wanted something that was reasonably dressy, and cheap. I tried finding a pair of heels to go with the dress, but everything hurt my feet. I can't imagine trying to wear heels for 8 whole hours. I remember seeing the saleswomen at Nordstrom in Seattle (when Annie and I were dress shopping back in October) wearing heels and such cute outfits. I seriously wonder how they do it. My feet hurt almost the second I put on a pair of heels. By the end of the day my feet hurt even when I'm wearing flats, boots, wedges, it doesn't matter. I hate working on my feet everyday.
I need to sleep now. I don't know how I'm going to make myself sleep without cannabis (I like to have 8 full hours to sleep if I'm going to smoke, otherwise I feel groggy the next day), but I have to try.
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