Ohhhhhhh, bbboooyyyyyoy!!! I worked last night from 4-7, then went to sleep pretty late, but early for usual at like 11:30, then got up at 7, at work again by 8, worked, took a quick break, and what do you know? $ o'clock finally rollled around BUT a girl there needed to get off to babysit but couldn't unless someone could work for her, and I'm the silly one that volunteered. So,.... with this rip in my jeans, I accidently grabbed earlier instead of some nice, untorn kind ( I sat down once, made me want to die of embarrasment, and I felt like a hippo that just sat down when I heard and felt the RIIPPP :( )
I did the dishes, which the water splashed all over me and when a lady asked what I did I told her that I took a shower and did my laundry there at the same time, and even with a few snow flurries and way below freezing weather ( I thought it was, anyway!) I stuck my head out of the windows to collect and to do things like hand out stuff to the customers. I mean it, I really could have showered there, with my clothes on! My jeans were soaked, myhair was wet, and I was freezing c=old, lifting dishes up to put them away made water dribble all down my sleeves and stuff, and now that I'm finally home, I am going to write this and then turn the hot water in the tub on full blast and sink into it, then clean my room, while the real laundry is being done, then get my stuff ready for work tomorrow 10-2, then sleep and get up and go there, then hang out at dads. Teri wants to eat breakfast at this new rest. around here, which will be a 3 or 4 o'clock breakfast, and then I want to stop by this other bk and see those people I miss a lot that works there now, the people I called mom and Dad, my manager and his wife. I sent Mom one of these emails once and the attachment thingy didn't get on hers, so the one thing I hear from her is there wasn't anything on here love, jo I wrote them two letters, too. I remember my last night working there, after hanging out for a while, I was getting ready for a lock in that night and I couldn't help it, I had to call Dave, my "Dad"
and he said he thought of me as a real daughter and he said he loved me, and he sounded teary, I was close to tears myself. I wonder if they want us to even visit??? I don't care, I'm being selish, mybe but I miss them, and I wonder if Jo likes me anymore at all anyway?
Well, i don't actually have pnewmonia, but I feel like it, and now I need to sink into that bath, I figured if I could handle about twelve hours of that crap that I could at least write on here real quick. Next time I write in here I should be warm! BFN Mary
OH, my hair is black. It goes with how I feel latelty, and it is used to disquise myself, but it doesn't matter, I hate myself anyway. What a waste. Imight as well be a brunette again.
I did the dishes, which the water splashed all over me and when a lady asked what I did I told her that I took a shower and did my laundry there at the same time, and even with a few snow flurries and way below freezing weather ( I thought it was, anyway!) I stuck my head out of the windows to collect and to do things like hand out stuff to the customers. I mean it, I really could have showered there, with my clothes on! My jeans were soaked, myhair was wet, and I was freezing c=old, lifting dishes up to put them away made water dribble all down my sleeves and stuff, and now that I'm finally home, I am going to write this and then turn the hot water in the tub on full blast and sink into it, then clean my room, while the real laundry is being done, then get my stuff ready for work tomorrow 10-2, then sleep and get up and go there, then hang out at dads. Teri wants to eat breakfast at this new rest. around here, which will be a 3 or 4 o'clock breakfast, and then I want to stop by this other bk and see those people I miss a lot that works there now, the people I called mom and Dad, my manager and his wife. I sent Mom one of these emails once and the attachment thingy didn't get on hers, so the one thing I hear from her is there wasn't anything on here love, jo I wrote them two letters, too. I remember my last night working there, after hanging out for a while, I was getting ready for a lock in that night and I couldn't help it, I had to call Dave, my "Dad"
and he said he thought of me as a real daughter and he said he loved me, and he sounded teary, I was close to tears myself. I wonder if they want us to even visit??? I don't care, I'm being selish, mybe but I miss them, and I wonder if Jo likes me anymore at all anyway?
Well, i don't actually have pnewmonia, but I feel like it, and now I need to sink into that bath, I figured if I could handle about twelve hours of that crap that I could at least write on here real quick. Next time I write in here I should be warm! BFN Mary
OH, my hair is black. It goes with how I feel latelty, and it is used to disquise myself, but it doesn't matter, I hate myself anyway. What a waste. Imight as well be a brunette again.