So I've kinda been sucking at the posting. The new job training is only from 8-5 (which means I leave here at 7:15 to be extra sure) and get home before six. Learning all these new systems is hurting my brain. Lots of info, particulars, exceptions, rules, blah blah. But they are very easy going, open minded and keen on creativity and intellect. It all frightens me. I really like both my trainers (so far). All the other trainees are very nice, but some still make me want to strangle them. Some are just too "ohmyGAWD I can't believe I WORK HERE and you ACTUALLY HIRED ME and I am so lucky to be here please help me be worthy." I want. to. yak. And this other woman just doesn't shut the fuck up. Has a story for everything.
See? I can bitch about anything.
Oh, and I work with the guy who wrote "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer." No shit.
In another part of my little world, I was hired to start blogging for the city/metroplex of DFW (I forgot via which site, I'll blog more about it if it ever amounts to anything) and get paid for traffic that comes through my site. I don't imagine it will amount to much, mostly another exercise in writing. This is a shitty week for that to start, but hey. I'll see what I can do. I'm thinking of starting with what I know...too poor to go adventuring anyhoo.
Dang, I want dinner. D gets off at 4 when he opens but he NEVER leaves at 4. I think he left around 5 and it's currently 6:30. He always leaves later than he's supposed to and it's a bitch of a drive. (I think he needs a raise, if you ask me).
I want to make mint chip meringues but I'm not sure what I did with that recipe...and mom is in Vermont...(I'm just that lazy that normally, instead of searching for it I would just call her at home...hee hee). I'll actually try to dig it out after dinner.
I hope D remembers cat litter. It's scary in there.