Full of B.S. (those are my initials!)

Yeah, you read the title right! I have a JOB now! Granted, it’s not glamorous, or really even too much fun, but it’s a job nonetheless. I’m a Courtesy Associate at Wal-Mart. Which basically means I take the carts in and do anything else my supervisor asks me to do. I’ve already helped out with the garden center and had to be a temporary People Greeter on the side of the store I was working on. They have all of my actions on camera so they know I go above and beyond my job description. 

I’ve already started kissing ass. Apparently that’s the only way to get ahead in this company, and believe me, I do NOT want to be stuck as a courtesy associate for more than absolutely necessary!! It’s hard work, but rewarding because I actually earn money for it. It may not pay as well as it should, but I’m just glad I have something to do with my time now. And hell, I won’t need a gym membership anymore, cause my work keeps me in shape. I have 3 days off now so my muscles can regroup. Then it’s work on Friday and Saturday and then 2 more days off….not a bad schedule if I do say so myself. I work some funny hours next week (like 4 hour shifts from 6 to 10 pm), but again, it pays so I’m not really going to complain.

Anywho, that’s been the focus of my life the past week or so. I’m so happy and proud of myself. It’s my first paying job EVER, so I’m very pleased. More to write later in the week, especially about stupid ex-roommates who run their mouths and tell people my boyfriend and I have AIDS. That’s just low, trashy, and beyond classless. Oh well.

Peace

B

Hahaha! Poor Saturn…she was literally bleeding to death (oil leaks in pretty much all of her system), so I had to get a new used car. Found a great Jeep Commander….looove it! It may not have the best gas mileage, but screw it, I like it this time! And it was something I actually wanted, not something my trust advisor chose for me.

So to the drama…roomie broke up with his second bf and has gone back with his first. Thankfully his first roomie is not as mean/crazy as he was. I mean, I guess when your brother and grandfather die within 4 months of each other, I’d go crazy too. Depression is doing better on Cymbalta, it’s working very well and I like being on it. Helps me feel like my old self again!

We welcomed the birth of FIVE new kittens from Veronica yesterday evening, she is doing well and the babies are soooo cute! But we’re only keeping ONE, so if you want a kitten, there are four for the taking!! :-)

Birthday was wonderful, spent it hiking to Rainbow and Turtleback Falls in Gorges State Park/Nantahala National Forest…SOOOOO GORGEOUS!!! Rainbow Falls is soooo tall and the power of the water is AMAZING! Turtleback is fun to slide down somewhat, but didn’t slide down the big drop since there were a lot of logs in the ‘Chug Hole’ (the pool at the base of the falls)…oh well. 

Birthday party was nicer than expected, when my brother showed up with 7 other people he didn’t tell me about, I thought “Oh boy, here we go!”. Thankfully they were well-behaved and I enjoyed having them around. Of course, I enjoyed having my best friends over too, I got a wonderful present from Rebekah Williams…LOOVE the board game (it’s ‘Would You Rather?’). 

Anywho, that’s about it for now, think I’ve written a novel. Speaking of, have read ‘Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children’ and have started ‘Hunger Games’…love them BOTH!!!

Peace,

B

It really does suck. And hurts, believe it or not. Like physically. I cannot get out of bed most days till waaay after noon, even though i get plenty of sleep. And no, it’s not the sleeping pills!!! It also really does physically hurt. Thank God for chiropractors!! I’m just tired of it, really. Tired of being tired, tired of not being able to do the things I like, tired of just being sad. So I’m going to make an appointment with my doc for treatment. Yeah, I sound like a Zoloft ad, but this disorder is real and I never thought I’d be here in my life. Anxiety Disorder on top of depression makes it suck even more. At least my anxiety is, for the most part, under management. I really like not being so anxious and worried about everything!!

At least now I have two ADORABLE baby kittens to cheer me up! Just looking into Victoria’s little kitten-nest, I get a smile on my face. They are so tiny and just plain cuuuuttttee. They’ve only just now (a week after being born) opened their eyes, they stumble around looking for mama, it’s just PRECIOUS! But unfortunately that cheer only lasts till I leave the room, then it’s back to being depressed again.

Well, that’s enough bitching for this entry.

Peace

B