Interrupted
My Life Thus Far
A Highly Sexual Being
Dare I say it, but work was actually fun! Nicole is a much more easy-going district manager than Laura or Rebecca before her. She used to be the store manager of the Southcenter store, and because of that experience on the sales floor, she's much more realistic in her expectations. She still sets the bar high, but not so high its unattainable. For that reason, store visits are that much more bearable. She was in and out in half an hour, and we got a glowing report. Back room stocked and ready for Black Friday. Sales floor fully replenished and recovered per standards.
Payroll is super liberal this week, so there were associates on top of associates today. 2 or 3 in each zone. We out numbered customers a lot of the time. Which meant a lot of socializing. Especially since there wasn't really anything to do because the store was already perfection for the visit. So, we stood around and chatted with one another, helping the occasional customer if the need to arose. Not that I'm much into socializing, but I have to admit, I did enjoy it a little. I work with some cool people. Probably a huge factor behind why I haven't quit yet. Aside from my unending loyalty.
Almost as soon as I walked through the door Annie and my dad left. Off to see a movie. I've yet to decide how I feel about it. I don't feel upset about at all. Dad has been making more of an effort to be inclusive of Kiki and Keenan. I think he misses having a teenager to hang out with (he was a father figure to his last girlfriend's teenaged son) and Annie fills that void. She's also more inclined to watch the kinds of movies he's into. I have zero interest, and he knows it. The only thing that bothered me about it was that Annie left without doing her ONE and ONLY chore in the entire house. It's her job to scoop the litter boxes. She's supposed to do it twice a day. She doesn't come even remotely close to doing it half of the time. Usually Snookums or I end up having to do it solely so the cats won't start peeing and pooping in other places around the house. My worst fear. A cat piss stinky house. Ugh. The worst. Had she done her chore before leaving, I probably wouldn't be feeling any type of way about her going to the movies with dad. I guess part of me wonders how long it's going to take before he starts contributing around here. Like, why didn't he have her do her chore before leaving? He's heard us harp on her about it a thousand times.
Tonight's act of self-care was the detox bath I put off last night, a cup of Spice Dragon red chai, Sam Smith radio on Pandora, and a little self-pleasure (to make up for the void - no - chasm in our sex life at the moment). Being the victim of long-term sexual abuse, and being raised by a very conservative Christian mother, I had (and continue to have on occasion) no less than a thousand hang ups about masturbation and sexuality in general. I'm a highly sexual being, but I've been made to feel bad about it from such a young age. I'm slowly coming out of that and taking back my right to pleasure. I don't need a man for that, and in turn I'd have to say that's helped my marriage (in the absence of a consistently regular sex life). I don't feel the need to seek out another man to find that pleasure. I can do it myself and I'm getting better about not feeling bad about it afterwards. It's part of a healthy mental and physical being. Maybe I'll do it again before I go to bed ;)
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