Time Flies

How is it already Wednesday?

Another early morning. Work by 7 every day this week and 5:30 am on Saturday. At least I get out when it's still light out. It's all this rush rush rush for another week and on December 26th it's all over. No one remembers why we were there 80 bazillion extra hours in December on the day after Christmas. They started taking down Christmas decorations today at work. What are you putting up next!?!?!? Swimsuits? Oh wait, they're coming, we have some already. Oh work makes me tired, bitter and hungry for a new challenge.

I can't wait to come home, let's be honest. I can't wait to get away from work. It's tiring me out. This whole season is all about amateur shoppers. Even before working retail I don't think I made the person at the register this nuts. I'm pretty sure I roll my eyes after half of all customers. How could they be so stupid? If I get another question about where socks are and I tell them to look 6 feet away from where they are I might explode.

I can't wait until I go home. I want to chat about work; what I'm good at, what kind of environment I want to work in, who I want to work for, how I can grow more confident in interviewing and setting them up. I want to get out of Herbs and turn the page, not erase it, not tear it out, just turn it.

I also want to play in the snow, take pictures, eat fruit soup! and mom's breakfast!. I want to watch football with Eric and talk to Mark about steroids and the NY Yankees. I want to hang out with Eleanor, talk to Em about anything and get Meg whatever she needs! (for a day or two anyway) I want to create a new outfit for Dad to wear when he comes to MN and help Mom cook Christmas Eve and Christmas Dinner.

I just wish Katy could have come too. I will miss her family fun and tradition as well. I'd get to open my presents early with her family!

Let's just hope I don't wake up tomorrow and have it be next Wednesday!

Time Flies.


Dear Lord,

I pray that you will watch over and take care of Grams. But if now is the time...at least she will be with my Grandpa.

Love you Grandma K...

Dear Lord,

Thank you for your ultimate Christmas gift. How I realize it more and more each year.

Amen