Yep...got a lot of that these days. I mean, my brain seems to be turning into jelly. I keep losing myself in my thoughts, nothing really there...just kinda spacing. I don't like it. I don't know what is the cause either. It's almost like I will start to think of something then before I come to any form of conclusion I will simply give up and start thinking of something else....and then repeat the process. Work is turning out to be pretty fun. I don't mind going about the store being a busy little bee and doing my planograms. The only that gets on my nerves is when a customer stands a couple feet away from me and just stares at me, waiting for me to take my attention away from the long list of 7 digit numbers, scanning, looking for a particular one, then they get irritated and say something like, "Do you work here?" No, I just wear this to blend in... Or "Do you help people out here?" Yes, but not when they bother me while I am working on something more important. "Can you tell me where (insert random thing, or bathroom)" Yep over that way, under the large banner that says the name of the department you want to find. Otherwise, it's not bad at all.
I don't enjoy the fact that we will probably be losing the place we were promised to live in. It was supposed to be the home we would make our lives in, where we could decorate and design how we wanted within limits of course. However, that probably won't happen, so we will cram everything we own into storage and grab the essentials and live in Ash's mother's basement. Never thought i'd say I have lived in a basement, but I guess coming from a place where basements don't exists, I suppose I should look at it as a second floor, just in a different direction..or thinking that Ash's mom and Na, live in the attic of our small two roomed house.
Cancelled the trip down south, kinda bummed about that. Ash said it was up to me, but it was really the financially logical choice to make. We were both looking forward to visiting, parents, Jeremy, and Draven are coming up in June, however. So I suppose waiting a couple extra months can't hurt. The sheets on the bed are bothersome, woke up today wrapped like like a burrito within a burrito.....mexican inception.
Crashing soon...more as it unfolds.
